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FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
THE COLLECTED WORKS
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Philosophical & Philological Writings
 Homer and Classical Philology
1869, “Homer und die klassische Philologie”.
The Future of our Educational Institutions
1872, “Gedanken über die Zukunft unserer Bildungsanstalten”.
The Birth of Tragedy (trns. W. Kaufmann)
The Birth of Tragedy (trns. Ian Johnston)
1872, “Die Geburt der Tragödie”.
On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense
1873, “Über Wahrheit und Lüge im außermoralischen Sinn”.
We Philologists (trns. J. M. Kennedy)
1874, “Wir Philologen”.
Untimely Meditations I
1873, “David Strauss: der Bekenner und der Schriftsteller”.
Untimely Meditations II
1874, “Vom Nutzen und Nachtheil der Historie für das Leben”.
Untimely Meditations III †
1874, “Schopenhauer als Erzieher”.
Untimely Meditations IV †
1876, “Richard Wagner in Bayreuth”.
Human, All Too Human: A Book for Free Spirits
1878, “Menschliches, Allzumenschliches”.
Assorted Opinions and Maxims
1879, “Vermischte Meinungen und Sprüche”.
The Wanderer and His Shadow
1880, “Der Wanderer und sein Schatten”.
Daybreak: On the Prejudices of Morality †
1881, “Morgenröte”.
The Gay Science †
1882, “Die fröhliche Wissenschaft”.
Thus Spake Zarathustra (trns. T. Common)
1883, “Also sprach Zarathustra”.
Beyond Good and Evil (trns. Ian Johnston)
Beyond Good and Evil (trns. Helen Zimmern)
1886, “Jenseits von Gut und Böse”.
On the Genealogy of Morals: A Polemic
1887, “Zur Genealogie der Moral”.
The Wagner Case: A Musician’s Problem †
1888, “Der Fall Wagner”.
The Antichrist (trns. W. Kaufmann)
The Antichrist (trns. H.L. Mencken)
1888, “Der Antichrist”.
Ecce Homo †
1888, “Ecce Homo: Wie man wird, was man ist”.
Nietzsche Contra Wagner (trns. W. Kaufmann)
1888, “Aktenstücke eines Psychologen”.
Twilight of the Idols (trns. W. Kaufmann)
1889, “Götzen-Dämmerung”.
The Will To Power
1889, “Der Wille zur Macht”.
Poetic Writings
Idylls From Messina †
1882, “Idyllen aus Messina”.
Dionysus Dithyrambs:
I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII,
IX.
1889, “Dionysos-Dithyramben”.
Letters, 1865-1889.
1865,
1866,
1867,
1869,
1878: I,
II,
III,
1879,
1880,
1881: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI.
1882: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII,
IX,
X,
XI,
XII,
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XIII,
XIV,
XV,
XVI,
XVII,
XVIII,
XIX,
XX,
XXI,
XXII,
XXIII,
XXIV,
XXV,
XXVI,
XXVII,
XXVIII,
XXIX,
XXX,
XXXI,
XXXII,
XXXIII,
XXXIV,
XXXV,
XXXVI,
XXXVII,
XXXVIII,
XXXIX. |
1883: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII.
1884: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI.
1885: I,
II,
III.
1886: I,
II,
III,
IV.
1887: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII.
1888: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V.
VI,
VII,
VIII,
IX,
X,
XI,
XII,
XIII,
XIV,
XV.
1889: I,
II,
III,
IV,
V,
VI,
VII,
VIII,
IX,
X,
XI,
XII,
XIII,
XIV,
XV,
XVI,
XVII,
XVIII,
XIX.
† Some texts are only available online in excerpted form, until full text versions are available they will not be published here.
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34
Rapallo, ca. December 20, 1882:
Draft of letter to Paul Rée and Lou von Salomé
To speak as a free spirit, I am a member of the School of Affects, which is to say, my feelings devour me. A wretched compassion, a wretched disappointment, a wretched feeling of wounded pride—how do I hold out? Is not pity a feeling made in hell? What should I do? Every morning I doubt whether I'll survive the day. I no longer sleep: what good is it if I go hiking for eight hours? Whence these towering affects in me? Oh, for some ice! Yet where is there ice for me? Tonight I shall take so much opium that my reason will go astray: Where is there a human being one can still respect? But I know you all through and through!
Don't get too unnerved by these irruptions of my delusions of grandeur or my wounded vanity: and if one day I myself should, as a result of the above-mentioned affects, take my life, there would not be too much to mourn. What do my raving fantasies matter to you I mean you and Lou! The two of you should discuss with one another at some length the possibility that ultimately I am halfway gone to the nuthouse, sick in the head, and that my loneliness will take me the rest of the way.— To this from my point of view altogether comprehensible insight into my state of mind I have come after taking a huge dose of opium out of desperation. However, instead of losing my understanding on account of it, it seems my understanding has finally come to me. Incidentally, I really was ill here, for weeks; and when I tell you that I have had twenty days of Orta weather here, my condition will seem more comprehensible to you. Please ask Lou to forgive me everything—she will also give me an opportunity to forgive her. For until now I have forgiven her nothing. One forgives one’s friends with greater difficulty than one’s enemies.
Lou’s self-defense occurs to me now. Very odd! Whenever people defend themselves before me it always turns out that I am the guilty party. This I know from the outset, so it no longer interests me.
Could Lou be an unrecognized angel? Could I be an unrecognized ass?
in opio veritas: Long live wine and love!
Please please no scruples! I am accustomed to it all: this year everyone is upset with me; maybe next year everyone will be delighted with me. |
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