--How long and weary it becometh, my strange soul! Hath a seventh-day … — Thus Spake Zarathustra
SAPIR 861
--How long and weary it becometh, my strange soul! Hath a seventh-day evening come to it precisely at noontide? Hath it already wandered too long, blissfully, among good and ripe things?
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