Christianity remains to this day the greatest misfortune of humanity.
Friedrich NietzscheRead
He who laughs best today, will also laughs last.
Interpretation
The one who finds joy in the moment will ultimately succeed in the end.
This quote by Friedrich Nietzsche emphasizes the idea that true laughter and joy in the present moment are indicative of a person's resilience and ultimate success. It suggests that while immediate laughter can be fleeting, the depth of understanding and enduring joy leads to lasting fulfillment, hinting that the person who can truly appreciate the current moment will also reap the rewards in the future.
In practice
In a motivational speech about resilience in life, one might say, 'As Nietzsche reminds us, he who laughs best today, will also laugh last.'
Christianity remains to this day the greatest misfortune of humanity.
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Watch them clamber, these swift monkeys! They clamber over one another and thus drag one another into the mud and the depth. They all want to get to the throne: that is their madness β as if happiness sat on the throne. Often, mud sits on the throne β and often the throne also on mud. Mad they all appear to me, clambering monkeys and overardent. Foul smells their idol, the cold monster: foul, they smell to me altogether, these idolators.
Reason is the cause of our falsification of the evidence of the senses. In so far as the senses show becoming, passing away, change, they do not lie.
The anarchist and the Christian have a common origin.
Superman don't need no seat belt.
Run for office? No. I've slept with too many women, I've done too many drugs, and I've been to too many parties.
You all watched a sketch about feminism and you didn't even know it because of all the jokes. It's like when Jessica Seinfeld puts spinach in kids' brownies. Suckers!
I have no intention of retiring; I can't imagine not doing stand-up. That's where I started and where I'll be.
He'd heard that writers spent all day in their dressing gowns drinking champagne. This is, of course, absolutely true.
Isn't beer the holy libation of sincerity? The potion that dispels all hypocrisy, any charade of fine manners? The drink that does nothing worse than incite its fans to urinate in all innocence, to gain weight in all frankness?
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