Just because I still want to convince you that Nietzsche was a good guy, here's a warm quote by him he wrote to his friend. He was a wonderful person. Not bitter. And he had reason to be, if anyone ever did.
My dear friend, what is this our life? A boat that swims in the sea, and all one knows for certain about it is that one day it will capsize. Here we are, two good old boats that have been faithful neighbors, and above all your hand has done its best to keep me from "capsizing"! Let us then continue our voyage—each for the other's sake,
for a long time yet, a long time! We should miss each other so much! Tolerably calm seas and good winds and above all sun—what I wish for myself, I wish for you, too, and am sorry that my gratitude can find expression only in such a
wish and has no influence at all on wind or weather!
— Letter to Franz Overbeck: November 14, 1881.
And this, a paragraph from a biography, to show what I meant about his having cause to be bitter.
"Between 1879 and 1889, Nietzsche lived mostly in Switzerland and Italy, subsisting on a small university pension and writing furiously despite his declining health. He suffered constant migraines, insomnia, and indigestion, such that he could only read and write for a few hours each day, and his eyesight became so poor that he was partially blind. Despite these setbacks, Nietzsche wrote eleven books and thousands of pages of notebook jottings in the next ten years.
"Throughout this time, Nietzsche’s books sold very poorly, and he had only a handful of admirers.
In January 1889, Nietzsche saw a man beating his horse on the street in Turin and rushed to intervene. He collapsed in the street and never regained his sanity. He spent the last eleven years of his life as a vegetable, oblivious to his surroundings, and died in August 1900."
From
http://www.sparknotes.com/philosophy...e/context.html
I think I read that he would write ten hours a day, or something..I don't know which is true.