Piety (n.) obscures the great man: later centuries hang all their age's virtues on him like votive offerings until he is covered over — an object of faith, no longer of observation.
Piety (n.) is uncomfortable without a little dust, dirt and refuse: keep the cleaners away wherever the past is venerated.
Piety (n.) has good taste too, and it said at last: "Away with such a god! Rather no god, rather be a god oneself!"
Piety (n.) is the subtlest offspring of the fear of truth — the will to untruth at any price — and no better means has yet been found for beautifying man.
Piety (n.) and sexual excitement are coordinated to an amazing degree: what pleases all pious women, old or young? A saint with beautiful legs, still young, still an idiot.