Christianity remains to this day the greatest misfortune of humanity.
Friedrich NietzscheRead
One loves ultimately one's desires, not the thing desired.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that what we truly care about are our own desires rather than the objects of those desires.
Friedrich Nietzsche emphasizes that the essence of love lies not in the objects we desire, but in the nature of our desires themselves. This perspective invites us to reflect on the deeper motivations behind our affections and pursuits, suggesting that our emotional attachments are primarily linked to our inner needs and aspirations rather than the external world.
In practice
This quote can be referenced in a discussion about the nature of love in a philosophy class.
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.
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He looks the whole world in the face for he owes not any man.
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I was the accuser, God the accused. My eyes were open and I was alone - terribly alone in a world without God and without (hu)man(ity).
I let go of my need to control and allow the Universe to do her thing.
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I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to life makes me sad. I never offer flowers to those I love; I never wish to receive them from hands dear to me.
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