Death Is Not An Evil, Because It

The World Laughs At Things It Would Really Prefer To Admire, And Like Aesop's Fox It Criticizes Things It Covets.

Rest Forever, Tired Heart. The Final Illusion Has Perished. The One We Believed Eternal Is Gone. Just Like That. Out The Door Desire Follows Hope. Rest Forever. Enough Throbbing. Nothing Deserves Your Attention Nor Is The Earth Worth A Sigh. Bitterness And Boredom Is Life, Nothing Else Ever, And The World Is Mud. Quiet Now. Despair For The Last Time. Fate Gives Us Dying As A Gift. Now Turn From The Hills, The Ugly Hidden Power Which Rules For The Common Evil And The Infinite Vanity Of It All.

People Are Ridiculous Only When They Try Or Seem To Be That Which They Are Not.

Children Find Everything In Nothing; Men Find Nothing In Everything.

Real Misanthropes Are Not Found In Solitude, But In The World; Since It Is Experience Of Life, And Not Philosophy, Which Produces Real Hatred Of Mankind.