There is a flagrant injustice in the way Nietzsche is painted by both his opponents and his admirers. Everyone seems to strive to see, in every detail of his biography, the exaltations we find in his work. It is as if the man Nietzsche was deprived of discernment and contended daily in life as he did philosophically. They see in every trace of his personality an unhealthy imbalance, trying to make us believe that he was not lamentably assaulted by the disease, but it had progressed slowly since his birth. They deny his reason, and in the natural tendencies of any man whose vocation is serious study, in the natural manifestations of any man experiencing inner conflict, they see mental disorders. There are studies that defend it! Modern, modernly healthy men guarantee he was always sick! A man, therefore, unable to sit at a table and behave publicly: a mad. Words are lacking to address these imbeciles…