‘I have taken a room with a view to the Island of the Dead,’ [in Venice] he wrote.
The view would inspire Nietzsche to write ‘The Tomb Song’, one of his most beautiful poems, in which the graves on the island include the tombs of his youth, of the gentle, strange marvels of love and of the songbirds of his hopes.

- I Am Dynamite

بالمناسبة، الرسام هو نفسه صاحب هاللوحة المشهورة:

Self-portrait with Death,
By Arnold Böcklin

هسة انتبهت اني بس اليوم ناشر شي 30 بوست

Identifying himself with Mozart's Don Giovanni is one of Nietzsche’s minor, but recurrent themes. He makes it clear that he is not the Don Giovanni of thousands of seductions but ‘the Don Giovanni of knowledge’, a reckless figure who chases up to the ‘highest and remotest stars of knowledge’ to explore forbidden realms, willing to sacrifice his immortal soul and forever endure the fires of Hell in order to gain occult revelation.

- I Am Dynamite

By Arnold Böcklin

Summer day,
By Arnold Böcklin

If you have your 'why?' in life, you can get along with almost any 'how?' People don’t strive for happiness, only the English do.

- Twilight of the Idols, Friedrich Nietzsche

When the book was finished, he found himself astonished at how autobiographical the text was. It took him by surprise to see how his own blood dripped from the pages, but he felt certain that only he would be able to see it. In his next book [Beyond Good And Evil] he was to pursue the idea that all philosophy (not only his own) was autobiography.

- I Am Dynamite. He was describing 'Thus Spoke Zarathustra'

He suggested she consider living by the principles that he had decided to live by, Mihi ipsi scripsi (‘I have written for myself’) and Pindar’s ‘Become what you are, having learned what that is’. She took both for lifelong principles.

- I Am Dynamite

Moonlit landscape,
By Arnold Böcklin

Self-portrait,
By Arnold Böcklin

The mother gives the child what she takes from herself: sleep, the best food, in some instances even her health, her wealth.
Are all these really selfless states, however? Are these acts of morality miracles because they are, to use Schopenhauer's phrase, 'impossible and yet real'? Isn't it clear that, in all these cases, man is loving something of himself, a thought, a longing, an offspring, more than something else of himself; that he is thus dividing up his being and sacrificing one part for the other?

Friedrich Nietzsche

However great the mental distance was between them, she found him above all kind, natural, humorous and very human. He was a person of exquisite sensitivity, tenderness and courtesy. He was scrupulously well mannered towards everybody he met, but even more so to ladies old and young. It made him a popular guest at the Pension de Genève, where they referred to him as ‘the dear, half-blind professor’ and performed small kindnesses for him that might make his life easier. Resa soon felt so free with him that she chattered about anything.

- I Am Dynamite