I now bring to mind everything I loved: if I changed faces and names, I do not want to say that their natures would have become deeper and more beautiful, but it is true that each of these similar dispositions represents progress for me and that it is unbearable for the spirit to pass through the same stages a second time; for it wishes to expand more and more in height and depth.

Hello, dear dispositions, wonderful transformations of a stormy soul, which are as diverse as nature yet more magnificent — for you continuously grow, continually advance; the leaves exude the same fragrance they had on the day of their creation.

I no longer love as I did long ago. I no longer have the same disposition I had when I began to write.

The philosophy of Nietzsche's music in its genesis in a youthful excerpt of rare philosophical and poetic value that is being translated into Greek for the first time. The translation is accompanied by extensive commentary that highlights the systematic depth and breadth of this unique text.