The great are great only because we are on our knees.

The freedom of man is, in political liberalism, freedom from persons, from personal dominion, from the master; the securing of each individual person against other persons, personal freedom.

Mood has to be controlled.
Otherwise, it's your master.

Every master loves to fuck a slave. It is a law of nature, or maybe culture.

While humans play God, dogs learn from their masters.

The slave is not the one that labours like an animal for its master, but the mirror of non-humanity.