I Was At Home Then In The

It Was Jolly In The Country. A Cow And Little Pigs To Play With And Milk Warm From The Cow.

History, In [nietzsche's] View, Belongs To Him Who Is Fighting A Great Fight, And Who Needs Examples, Teachers And Comforters, But Cannot Find Them Among His Contemporaries. Without History The Mountain Chain Of Great Men's Great Moments, Which Runs Through Millennia, Could Not Stand Clearly And Vividly Before Me.

The Masses Are Only To Be Regarded As One Of Three Things: Either As Copies Of Great Personalities, Bad Copies, Clumsily Produced In A Poor Material, Or As Foils To The Great, Or Finally As Their Tools

What [nietzsche] Calls Slave Morality Is To Him Purely Spite-morality; And This Spite-morality Gave New Names To All Ideals. Thus Impotence, Which Offers No Reprisal, Became Goodness; Craven Baseness Became Humility; Submission To Him Who Was Feared Became Obedience; Inability To Assert One's Self Became Reluctance To Assert One's Self, Became Forgiveness, Love Of One's Enemies. Misery Became A Distinction

I Was A Town Child, It Is True, But That Did Not Prevent Me Enjoying Open-air Life, With Plants And Animals.