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not literally his bollocks, obviously. but what could perhaps be construed as the bollocks of his position - his balls, the bit where his courage comes from; his nads, the part that is most painful; his dogs bollocks, the best bit "Alas, what are you after all, my written and painted thoughts! It was not long ago that you were still so colorful, young, and malicious, full of thorns and secret spices—you made me sneeze and laugh—and now? You have already taken off your novelty, and some of you are ready, I fear, to become truths." Beyond Good and Evil, 296 Nietzsche was in love with his sister?/babysitter? i seem to have forgotten my umbrella... Personally, I find his little crazy nachos in the following... What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: "This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will return to you, all in the same succession and sequence—even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again, and you with it, speck of dust!"…The question in each and every thing, "Do you desire this once more and innumerable times more?" would lie upon your actions as the greatest weight. Or how well disposed would you have to become to yourself and to life to crave nothing more fervently than this ultimate eternal confirmation and seal? Gay Science, 342 (?) Last Modified 2/9/05 10:33 AM |
