Beyond Good and Evil…

The angry and reverent spirit peculiar to youth appears to
allow itself no peace, until it has suitably falsified men and
things, to be able to vent its passion upon them: youth in
itself even, is something falsifying and deceptive. Later on,
when the young soul, tortured by continual disillusions,
finally turns suspiciously against itself—still ardent and savage
even in its suspicion and remorse of conscience: how it
upbraids itself, how impatiently it tears itself, how it revenges
itself for its long self-blinding, as though it had been
a voluntary blindness!