My for­mu­la for great­ness in a human being is amor fati: that one wants noth­ing to be dif­fer­ent, not for­ward, not back­ward, not in all eter­ni­ty. Not mere­ly bear what is nec­es­sary, still less con­ceal it—all ide­al­ism is men­da­cious­ness in the face of what is necessary—but love it.

Ecce Homo — Friedrich Niet­zsche