Superman is the ocean, and your great contempt will sink into the sea.

Man is a rope, connected between animals and superman-the rope hangs above the abyss.

Man is great because he is a bridge, not a destination.

Everyone has the same needs, everyone is the same. Anyone who thinks it's different will go to the madhouse.

My soul is calm and bright, like the mountains in the morning. But they think I'm cold, a cynic with terrible jokes.

The existence of seven people is terrible and never meaningful: a prankster may be its bad luck. I want to teach people the meaning of existence. This is Superman, the lightning in the dark clouds.

For a strong and heavy spirit, there are many heavy things. This spirit contains awesome things: its strength needs to bear heavy loads, even the heaviest things.

A spirit capable of carrying all these heaviest things is like a camel, full of heavy things, heading for the wasteland. This is how the soul rushes into the wasteland. However, the second transformation took place in the lonely wasteland: the spirit became a lion, and it wanted to win freedom for itself and be the master of its own desert.

10 Don't bury your head on the beach of heaven or something, but let your head be free and let this earthly head create meaning for the world!

1 1 I learned to walk, so I let myself run; I learned to fly, so I can fly away on the spot instead of being pushed first. I am very comfortable now, I am flying, looking down, and now there is a god dancing inside me.

12 people are the same as trees. The more it wants to go higher and brighter, the more its roots will go down, into the soil, into the darkness, into the depths-into the evil.

13 When I reach the heights, I find myself always lonely. Nobody spoke to me, and the lonely winter days made me tremble. What do I want?

14 Even if you are gentle and kind to them, they still feel despised by you. They repay your kindness with hidden harm. Your wordless pride is always not to their taste; If you have ever been humble to vanity, they will be in heaven.

15 One day loneliness will make you tired, your pride will be distorted, and your courage will gnash your teeth. One day you will shout, "I am lonely!" " "

16 the reason why some people live alone is to avoid hooligans: he really doesn't want to share well water, fruit and fire with hooligans. Some people go into the desert and die of thirst with wild animals, but they just don't want to sit by the sink with dirty camel drivers.

17 who is annoying? -What about the same wolf that all dogs hate? He is an unrestrained genius, a sworn enemy in chains, a noble scholar who refuses to worship and wanders around the nymphs.

18 I only love life in my heart-and, to be honest, when I hate it, I love it the most!

19 If you want a promotion, look up at the heights. Now that I'm promoted, I'll look down. Which one of you can laugh till you get promoted?

He who climbs the highest mountain jokes about all tragedies and sorrows and takes a serious attitude.

2 1 No one has my ears. What's the use of talking in a place like this! I came here too early.

Oh, loneliness, you are my hometown! I have lived a savage life in a savage foreign land for too long, and it is impossible to come back to you without tears!

Who knows fear and conquers it, who sees the abyss and faces it proudly, who has the determination. Whoever sees the abyss with eagle eyes and grasps the cliff with eagle claws will have courage.

For more advanced people, your biggest disadvantage is that you don't learn to dance. People must dance-dance beyond themselves! Your failure is nothing! There are many things that may succeed! So you should learn to laugh at yourself! Hold high your people, excellent dancers, higher and higher! And don't forget to laugh loudly!

Whoever has too many ideas would rather turn himself into a fool.

Here, my biggest pain is loneliness ... this loneliness is attributed to the fact that individuals cannot reach common knowledge with the world.

In loneliness, you can get everything-except mental normality.

Love of wealth and love of knowledge are two forces that push the earth, one is strengthening, and the other is inevitably weakening.

My wisdom finally got rid of magic. I know less than Hamlet, and Socrates knows nothing! This is the ultimate truth: there is no truth, only the dying soul hangs painfully on the "cross" ...

If we always get to the bottom of it, then we will go to ruin.