Novel & Cerita Friedrich Nietzsche Philosophies

Jesse's mouth was agape, flustered. "I- I don't-" "Seriously," K interrupted and smiled at him. "You don't have to explain. You just didn't have to lie to me about it that night at the subway, when you told me you don't use it that often." She chuckled and air quoted with her fingers. "You don't owe me anything. Besides, German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche believed that morality is just a fiction used by the herd of inferior human beings to hold back the few superior men."

The smell of blood was an undertone to burnt flesh and hair, and I was a step away from throwing up all over their feast. "There is no feast without cruelty," Uisdean whispered into my ear. "I don't think this was what Nietzsche meant when he said that," I shot back; earning a surprised smile from him. "Poetry." He waved his hands expansively. "Just as I said in your dream; words can have so many meanings." "Nietzsche was a philosopher, not a poet," I ground out. "I think most philosophers have the souls of poets," he countered, "but that is... what's the human expression? Next to the point?"

“Just because you can’t see something doesn’t mean it’s not in existence. Take air for example or love." “The fact that you bring up love in every argument says a lot about you.” “There are no absolute truths, Aiden. Only perspectives.” He shot me a doubtful look. “Whose words are those?” “Nietzsche.” “I married a philosopher.” I smoothed the satin of my dress, thinking of the books I had devoured over the last few weeks. “The least I could do before saying ‘I do’ was try to understand how your mind works.” “I don’t have a moral code. That’s the point of my beliefs.”

“See…people who lived there are rich, that’s not all, most of them are hypocrites, corrupted, bad, and evils, who has the harshest hearts and a dead conscious; they don’t care about others, all their interests is money and themselves, that’s all…” While he was speaking and describing, I felt like my heart was getting attacked with knives, he just was telling the truth –As we know; the truth is so painful. Frederic Nietzsche said once “Sometimes people don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed”, my illusion was that I always believed that I was good, and my father was the bad one, though I accepted all of his corrupted money without any worries.-