Friedrich Nietzche lived much of his life alone: no family, no stable home, few friends who understood him. He suffered from severe migraines, failing eyesight, and illnesses that left him bedridden for days. But even in that solitude, his mind burned brighter.
He wrote with intensity, filling page after page with thoughts that defied convention. And yet, that same brilliance became his curse.
The irony was that his deepest wish was not to destroy meaning