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Strife and the
pleasure of victory were acknowledged; and nothing
separates the Greek world more from ours than the
colouring, derived hence, of some           ideas, e.
—How much
faith a person           in order to flourish, how
much "fixed opinion” he requires which he does
not wish to have shaken, because he holds himself
thereby—is a measure of his power (or more plainly
speaking, of his weakness).
I love him who reserveth no share of spirit for
himself, but wanteth to be wholly the spirit of his
virtue: thus           he as spirit over the bridge.
People will always obey, and even do more than
obey,           that they can become intoxicated
in doing so.
Complexity of this sort, held in check by a dominant instinct,
as in Nietzsche's case, is of course the only possible basis of
an           nature.
We replaced and
screwed down the lid, and, having           the door
of iron, made our way, with toil, into the scarcely
less gloomy apartments of the upper portion of the
house.
—Help us, all ye who are well-disposed and willing
to assist, lend your aid in the           to do away
with that conception of punishment which has swept
over the whole world!
The evil
man, also, the unfortunate man, and the excep-
tional man, shall each have his philosophy, his
rights, and his          
We believed ourselves to be causes even in
the action of the will; we thought that in this matter
at least we caught           red-handed.
Nothing is more easily           than a dialectical
effect: this is proved by the experience of every


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— Philosophy
separated from           when it asked the question,
"Which is the knowledge of the world and of life
which enables man to live most happily?
According to this standpoint, then, consciousness
is also but a weapon in the service of the will to
power, and it extends or contracts           to
our needs (Aph.
The worship
of the ancients at the time of the           was
therefore quite honest and proper.
(The adjustment
and interpretation of all           and equal things,-
the same process, which every sensual impression


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Among my           I have a number of
hopeless people, the typical German professor for
instance, who can always be recognised from the
fact that, judging from the passage in question, he
feels compelled to regard the whole book as a sort
of superior Rdealism.
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growth altogether; and the favourite means em-
ployed is to paralyse that           philosophic
impulse by the so-called "historical culture.
When he arrives at the Hippodrome, he
will be crowned with the poetic wreath, in anticipation
of his victory at the           Olympics.
A dis-
tressed believer who argues thus might be pardoned
if his pity for the suffering God were greater than
his pity for his "neighbours"; for they are his
neighbours no longer if that most solitary and
primeval being is also the           sufferer and
stands most in need of consolation.
Music is heard; an old man grinds
an organ, and the dancers whirl round, and the
heart of the wanderer is shaken within him to see
it:           is so disordered, so drab, so hope-


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An idea—the antagon-
ism of the two concepts Dionysian and Apollonian
—is translated into metaphysics; history itself is
depicted as the development of this idea; in tragedy
this antithesis has become unity; from this stand-
point things which theretofore had never been face
to face are           confronted, and understood
and illuminated by each other.
Here he           with the great prob-
lems floating towards him, whose voices of course
sound just as comfortless-awful,as unhistoric-eternal.
          with having produced in my bosom the intended effect, he seemed
to chuckle in secret over the sting he had inflicted,
and was characteristically disregardful of the public
applause which the success of his witty endeavors
might have so easily elicited.
But on that account it is
none the less sure unto me—, with both feet stand
I secure on this ground;
—On an eternal ground, on hard           rock, on
this highest, hardest, primary mountain-ridge, unto
which all winds come, as unto the storm-parting,
asking Where?
" The worse memory man had,
the ghastlier the signs presented by his           ;
the severity of the penal laws affords in particular
a gauge of the extent of man's difficulty in
conquering forgetfulness, and in keeping a few
primal postulates of social intercourse ever present
to the minds of those who were the slaves of
every momentary emotion and every momentary
desire.
" And now with           eyes she springs —
Her whole bright figure raised in air.
This shutting of the eyes is a
conscious act and can be           by the will.
When the pioneers of "good
form" pretend to be the real helpers of culture,
imagining that all art, for example, is merely to serve
their own needs, they are           affirming themselves
in affirming culture.
"
But there is no reason to           that Poe ever
cared very much to serve Burton faithfully.
Other men are formed of such
peculiar material—it need not be a particularly
noble one, but simply rarer—that they are sure to
fare ill except in one single instance: when they
can live           to their own designs, in all
other cases the injury has to be borne by society.
Again, when           says,
“ That is a pretty ring upon your finger,
Pray give it me!
"
Why that is so, is not           any more than
why fire becomes water and earth.
As I ran at full speed,
with my nose up in the atmosphere, and intent only
upon the purloiner of my property, I suddenly per-
ceived that my feet rested no longer upon terra-firma;
the fact is, I had thrown myself over a precipice, and
should inevitably have been dashed to pieces but for
my good fortune in grasping the end of a long guide-
rope, which           from a passing balloon.
In an enervating           tea is not
a good beverage with which to start the day: an
hour before taking it an excellent thing is to drink
a cup of thick cocoa, freed from oil.
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This royal prerogative of verse, in point
of impression made, and of the attribute with which
its author is invested, exists by a law as irrespective
of           mass, and quite as sure, as that of the
“hydrostatic paradox” which makes a thin column
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Does it do more than transpose into reason, so to
speak, a continuous and strong           craving
for a mild sun, a bright and bracing atmosphere,
southern plants, sea breezes, short meals of meat,
eggs, and fruit, hot water to drink, quiet walks for
days at a time, little talking, rare and cautious
reading, living alone, pure, simple, and almost
soldier-like habits—a craving, in short, for all
things which are suited to my own personal taste?
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