What Doesn't Kill You Make

Where There Is Happiness, There Is Found Pleasure In Nonsense. The Transformation Of Experience Into Its Opposite, Of The Suitable Into The Unsuitable, The Obligatory Into The Optional (but In Such A Manner That This Process Produces No Injury And Is Only Imagined In Jest), Is A Pleasure.

That Roguish And Cheerful Vice, Politeness.

The States In Which We Infuse A Transfiguration And A Fullness Into Things And Poetize About Them Until They Reflect Back Our Fullness And Joy In Life... Three Elements Principally: Sexuality, Intoxication And Cruelty All Belonging To The Oldest Festal Joys.

[heraclitus] Did Not Require Humans Or Their Sort Of Knowledge, Since Everything Into Which One May Inquire He Despises [as Being] In Contrast [to His Own] Inward-turning Wisdom. [to Him] All Learning From Others Is A Sign Of Nonwisdom, Because The Wise Man Focuses His Vision On His Own Intelligence.

The Moral Earth, Too, Is Round! The Moral Earth, Too, Has Its Antipodes! The Antipodes, Too, Have Their Right To Exist! There Is Still Another World To Be Discovered--and More Than One! Set Sail, You Philosophers!