In the majestic madness it will often seem that you have mastered his mayhem and are in tune with it. But when Dionysus is spent and respite comes, you will see that Friedrich has deceived you. But much enchantment and exhilaration will linger, for verily, he woos with tantalising taunts. Conventional morality, says Nietzsche, is for slaves and shopkeepers, an idiosyncrasy of degenerates. One is not converted to Christianity, one has to be sick enough for it.
Democracy is degeneracy.
Public opinions are private lazinesses. A letter is an impolite incursion. One ought to have one hour in every eight days for receiving letters, and then take a bath. And so on. That will be my position in this essay.