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“[Nietzsche's] questions - transcend, but where to; ascend, but to what height? - would have answered themselves if he had calmly kept both feet on the ascetic ground. He was too sick to follow his most important insight: that the main thing in life is to take the minor things seriously. When minor things grow stronger, the danger posed by the main thing is contained; then climbing higher in the minor things means advancing in the main thing.”

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Du mußt dein Leben ändern

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Peter Sloterdijk
Peter Sloterdijk

Peter Sloterdijk is a German philosopher born on June 26, 1947. Known for his unique philosophical thoughts and profound insights into social culture, his works cover a wide range of fields including ethics, aesthetics, and sociology, making a significant impact on the contemporary philosophical world. more

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