Friedrich Nietzsche

It seems that in or­der to in­scribe them­selves upon the heart of hu­man­ity with ever­last­ing claims, all great things have first to wander about the earth as enorm­ous and awe-in­spir­ing ca­ri­ca­tures:

he wishes himself to gather the fruit from the tree that he plants and consequently he no longer plants those trees which require centuries of constant cultivation and are destined to afford shade to generation after generation in the future.

the “love of his wis­dom,” to trans­late the term fairly and

Ad­ventavit as­i­nus,
Pulcher et for­tis­simus

But that is Ni­hil­ism, and the sign of a des­pair­ing, mor­tally wear­ied soul, not­with­stand­ing the cour­ageous bear­ing such a vir­tue may dis­play.

Quia est in eo virtus dorm­it­iva,
Cujus est natura sensus as­soupire

It is ter­rible to die of thirst at sea.

In re­venge and in love wo­man is more bar­bar­ous than man.

The belly is the reason why man does not so read­ily take him­self for a God.

He who fights with mon­sters should be care­ful lest he thereby be­come a mon­ster