Almost everything we call "higher culture" is based on the exhalation [...] of savagery [...]. The painful pleasure emitted by tragedy is based on the inhumane, the wild. The so-called mercy of tragedy, as well as anything sublime, as the highest and sweetest shivers of the metaphysical, draws its sweetness exclusively from the components of the savagery it contains. The Romans with their arenas, the Christians in the ecstasy of the Cross, the Spaniards with their bullfights and bullfights, [...] the workers of the Parisian suburbs who yearn for bloody revolutions [...] - all enjoy and seek fervently to drink the intoxicating drink of the great Circe "Savagery".