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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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39
Rapallo, December 25, 1882: Letter to Franz Overbeck
Dear friend,
perhaps you did not get my last letter at all?— This last bite of life was the hardest I have chewed yet, and it is still possible that I may suffocate on it. I have suffered of the ignominious and tormenting memories of this summer as of a madness [...] I tense every fiber of my self-overcoming—but I have lived in solitude too long, living off my “own fat,” so that now, more than anyone else, I am being broken on the wheel of my own feelings. If only I could sleep! But the strongest doses of my opiates help me no more than my six-to-eight-hour marches.
If I do not discover the alchemists’ trick of turning even this—filth into gold, I am lost.— Thus I have the most beautiful opportunity to prove that for me “all experiences are useful, all days holy, and all human beings divine"!!!! [From “History,” essay by Ralph Waldo Emerson.]
All human beings divine.—
My suspicion has now become very great: in everything that I hear I feel contempt for me.— E.g., most recently in a letter from Rohde. I could swear that, were it not for the accident of our former friendly relationship, he would now condemn me and my goals in the most disdainful manner.
Yesterday I broke off my correspondence with my mother, too: it had become unendurable, and it would have been better if I had stopped enduring it long ago. How far the hostile judgments of my family have spread meanwhile and ruined my reputation— —well, I'd still rather know it than suffer this uncertainty.—
My relationship with Lou is in its final and most painful throes: at least it seems that way to me today. Later—if there is any later—I'll say a word about that, too. Pity, my friend, is a kind of hell—whatever the adherents of Schopenhauer may say.
I am not asking you: “what am I to do?” A few times I thought of renting a small room in Basel, visiting you now and then, and attending lectures. A few times I also thought of the opposite: driving my solitude and renunciation to its ultimate point and—
Well, let that be. Dear friend, you with your worthy and wise wife—you are almost the last foothold I have left. Strange!
May you fare well!
Your F. N. |
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