God is Dead Quotes

I teach you the Overman. Man is something which shall be surpassed.

God is dead. Marx is dead. And I don't feel so well myself.

Men to whom God is dead worship one another.

You would not enjoy Nietzsche, sir. He is fundamentally unsound.

Friedrich Nietzsche--the prophet of restless young men everywhere

we know God is dead, they've told us, but listening to you I wasn't sure.

In the nineteenth century the problem was that God is dead. In the twentieth century the problem is that man is dead.

The statement that 'God is dead' comes from Nietzsche and has recently been trumpeted abroad by some German and American theologians. But the good Lord has not died of this; He who dwells in the heaven laughs at them.

When Zarathustra was alone . . . he said to his heart: "Could it be possible! This old saint in the forest hath not yet heard of it, that God is dead!"

PROCTOR, his mind wild, breathless: I say--I say--God is dead!

If God is dead, somebody is going to have to take his place. It will be megalomania or erotomania, the drive for power or the drive for pleasure, the clenched fist or the phallus, Hitler or Hugh Hefner.

Just in case God isn't dead, our astronauts carry sidearms.

God is indeed dead. He died of self-horror when He saw the creature He had made in His own image.

Oh, sure. Of course, they say now that we’ve got Freud and the motorcar, God is dead.” “He’s not dead; just very tired.

Nietzsche was stupid and abnormal.

They didn't teach Nietzsche in the philosophy department at Harvard; philosophy there was strictly analytical stuff and the poetic ramblings of Nietzsche did not belong. And see - you are teaching it in a literature class - so they must have been right.

Nietzsche was so intelligent and advanced. And that's how I am. I'm the black, basketball-playing Nietzsche.

When he turned on the tape-transport once more, Arctor was saying, "-- as near as I can figure out, God is dead." Luckman answered, "I didn't know He was sick.

God is dead but my hair is perfect.

One of the awful things about writing when you are a Christian is that for you the ultimate reality is the Incarnation, the present reality is the Incarnation, and nobody believes in the Incarnation; that is, nobody in your audience. My audience are the people who think God is dead. At least these are the people I am conscious of writing for.

God is dead and I am his replacement.

God is dead, but considering the state the species man is in, there will perhaps be caves, for ages yet, in which his shadow will be shown.

On the train: staring hypnotized at the blackness outside the window, feeling the incomparable rhythmic language of the wheels, clacking out nursery rhymes, summing up moments of the mind like the chant of a broken record: god is dead, god is dead. going, going, going. and the pure bliss of this, the erotic rocking of the coach. France splits open like a ripe fig in the mind; we are raping the land, we are not stopping.

Modernism is typically defined as the condition that begins when people realize God is truly dead, and we are therefore on our own.