Mi madre and Fritz were born on the same date, October 15. Though not the same year—Nietzsche sprang onto this earth in 1844.

“I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.”

“Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.”

“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”

“When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.”

“The thought of suicide is a great consolation: by means of it one gets through many a dark night.”

“A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.”

“We have art in order not to die of the truth.”

“To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.”

And then, from me very own mum, Frances Varney Hansen:

“At this stage of the game…”

“Ach mit you!”

“Two heads are better than one, even if one is a cabbage head.”

“He’s wearing the high hat…”

“The problem with letting go and letting God is that, I always want to help.”