Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.

Rejoicing in our joy, not suffering over our suffering, makes someone a friend.

We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.

Without music, life would be a mistake.

Art is the proper task of life.

Perhaps I know best why it is man alone who laughs; he alone suffers so deeply that he had to invent laughter.

The doer alone learneth.

A subject for a great poet would be God’s boredom after the seventh day of creation.

There cannot be a God because if there were one, I could not believe that I was not He.

God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives; who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves?

Woman was God’s second mistake.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

Ultimately, it is the desire, not the desired, that we love.

Amor Fati – Love Your Fate, which is in fact your life.