Friedrich Nietzsche The Will To Power Novels & Stories

The others in the tent more frustrated than he was! "What else except the fact that the royal army is after you like the hunter dogs? Sniffling around all the time! " the chief, the leader of his supporters spoke. The frustration grew but what grew more was his thirst of power....now that he was chased like a wild pig in a forest, his want to rech to that throne had increased like never before.

Mr Professor knew that I was aware of his hobbies, and he know I caught him, maybe a part of him has hoped I didn’t see him. I stepped forward, the sharp staccato of my heels slicing through the silence. His eyes darted up, flicking over me too quickly, as if looking too long might confirm every forbidden thought he’d buried in lectures and eye contact. “You wanted to go over the Nietzsche essay?” I asked, voice silk-smooth and just a little too amused as I watched him. Him calling me privately to his shows how skittish he was! “Yes, the themes of….. power and morality.”He says gruffly his throat worked in a dry swallow

he said, his voice carrying across the quiet room, "I thought power meant being able to shape the world to my will. I built empires and commanded obedience, thinking that was the way to bring order and prosperity. But I was wrong." He looked at each person in turn—at Hera, who had never stopped believing in the power of nurture over force; at Apollo and Aphrodite, who had learned to use their gifts to build up rather than dominate; at Hermes, who had discovered that speed and cleverness were most valuable when used to connect people; at Lysander and Eirene, who had shown them all that beauty and music could build bridges stronger than any fortress. "True power isn't about controlling others,

"I think he would agree with me when I say; you're letting your slave morality cloud your reason." "My what?!" I gaped at him. "I apologize." He blinked. "I thought you'd read Nietzsche." "I have." I frowned and then remembered what he was referring to. "The master slave morality," I gave a huff. "Right, but again, this is a bit extreme for that. Just because I don't want people tortured, it doesn't make me a slave moralist."