The artist is the one who forgets everything to do just one thing
“Now light. Now smoke. All a game.”
— F. Nietzsche.
“Where has God gone?” [the madman asked] “I shall tell you. We
have killed him – you and I. We are his murderers.
But how have we done this?
How were we able to drink up the seas?
Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon?
What did we do when we unchained the earth from its sun?
Whither is it moving now?
Whither are we moving now?
Away from all suns?
Are we not perpetually falling? Backwards, sideward, forward, in all directions?
Is there
any up or down left?
Are we not straying as though through Infinite nothing?
Where is God? God is Dead. God remains dead. And we have
killed him. How shall we, murders of all murders, console ourselves?”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science
“Become who you already are.”
“All is illusion, thus all is permitted.”
— F. Nietzsche in Thus Spoke Zarathustra quoting Hassan-i Sabbah, the founder of the notorious and historical assassins (this single invocation, phrase, and philosophy tethered to the assassin king itself is the theme and topic of a much deeper and time consuming rabbithole..)
“Philosophy has ignored the great idea that is behind all thought. That’s Weather.”
—F. Nietzsche, Ecce Homo
“[It’s] a straight line to the infinite. But it is to be walked over a tightrope. And it’s over an abyss. But it’s straight nonetheless, it is straight..”
—Nietzschean philosophies paraphrased and distilled.
“I’m not the one who saw the Truth; I’m the one who smelled the Lie.”
—F. Nietzsche
I picture Nietzsche walking by that lake. I picture him leaning against that pyramidal rock that he always chose. I picture him laughing and whenever I picture Nietzsche laughing, I start to weep.
—G. Bataille
Further Nietzschean maxims: