Maxioms by Friedrich Nietzsche
Wit is the epitaph of an emotion
Wit is the epitaph of an emotion
The press, the machine, the railway, the telegraph are premises whose thousand-year conclusion no one has yet dared to draw.
The press, the machine, the railway, the telegraph are premises whose thousand-year conclusion no one has yet dared to draw.
Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.
Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.
I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.
I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.
A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation.
A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation.
