In a letter to Gast (1880), Nietzsche wrote: ". . .To this day, my whole philosophy totters after an hour's sympathetic conversation with total strangers: it seems so foolish to me to wish to be right at the price of love, and not be able to communicate what one considers most valuable lest one destroy the sympathy. Hence my tears."
Thursday, 20 January 2011
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