“God is dead… and we have killed him… who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves?”...
Do you give the horse his strength? Do you clothe his neck in a flowing mane? Do you make him leap like a locust,...
“Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of...