Flee, my friend, into thy solitude: I see thee stung all over by the p… — Thus Spake Zarathustra

Thus Spake Zarathustra — Friedrich Nietzsche

Flee, my friend, into thy solitude: I see thee stung all over by the poisonous flies. Flee thither, where a rough, strong breeze bloweth!

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