O my soul, every sun shed I upon thee, and every night and every silen… — Thus Spake Zarathustra

Thus Spake Zarathustra — Friedrich Nietzsche

O my soul, every sun shed I upon thee, and every night and every silence and every longing:--then grewest thou up for me as a vine.

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