it is only as an aesthetic phenomenon that existence and the world are eternally justified
Choose the good solitude, the free, playful, light solitude that gives you, too, the right to remain good in some sense.
Every choice human being strives instinctively for a citadel and a secrecy where he is saved from the crowd, the many, the great majority—where he may forget “men who are the rule,” being their exception—excepting only the one case in which he is pushed straight to such men by a still stronger instinct, as a seeker after knowledge in the great and exceptional sense. Anyone who, in intercourse with men, does not occasionally glisten in all the colors of distress, green and gray with disgust, satiety, sympathy, gloominess, and loneliness, is certainly not a man of elevated tastes; supposing,...
The sage as astronomer.—As long as you still experience the stars as something “above you” you lack the eye of knowledge.