Flee, my friend, into thy solitude--and thither, where a rough strong … — Thus Spake Zarathustra

Thus Spake Zarathustra — Friedrich Nietzsche

Flee, my friend, into thy solitude--and thither, where a rough strong breeze bloweth. It is not thy lot to be a fly-flap.--

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