Anything which is a living and not a dying body... will have to be an incarnate will to power, it will strive to grow, spread, seize, become predominant - not from any morality or immorality but because it is living and because life simply is will to power... 'exploitation'... belongs to the essence of what lives, as a basic organic function; it is a consequence of the will to power, which is after all the will to life.
From this outer edge of his life, looking back, there was only one remorse, and that was only that he wished to go on living. did all dying people feel this way, as if they had never lived? did life seem that short, indeed, over and done before you took a breath? did it seem this abrupt and impossible to everyone, or only to himself, here, now, with a few hours left to him for thought and deliberation?