Thus Spake Zarathustra — Friedrich Nietzsche

Thus Spake Zarathustra

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• Then was there again spoken unto me without voice: "Thou WILT not, Zarathustra? Is this true? Conceal thyself not behind thy defiance!"-- ¶1877
• And I wept and trembled like a child, and said: "Ah, I would indeed, but how can I do it! Exempt me only from this! It is beyond my power!" ¶1878
• Then was there again spoken unto me without voice: "What matter about thyself, Zarathustra! Speak thy word, and succumb!" ¶1879
• And I answered: "Ah, is it MY word? Who am _I_? I await the worthier one; I am not worthy even to succumb by it." ¶1880
• Then was there again spoken unto me without voice: "What matter about thyself? Thou art not yet humble enough for me. Humility hath the hardest skin."-- ¶1881
• And I answered: "What hath not the skin of my humility endured! At the foot of my height do I dwell: how high are my summits, no one hath yet told me. But well do I know my valleys." ¶1882
• Then was there again spoken unto me without voice: "O Zarathustra, he who hath to remove mountains removeth also valleys and plains."-- ¶1883
• And I answered: "As yet hath my word not removed mountains, and what I have spoken hath not reached man. I went, indeed, unto men, but not yet have I attained unto them." ¶1884
• Then was there again spoken unto me without voice: "What knowest thou THEREOF! The dew falleth on the grass when the night is most silent."-- ¶1885
• And I answered: "They mocked me when I found and walked in mine own path; and certainly did my feet then tremble. ¶1886
• And thus did they speak unto me: Thou forgottest the path before, now dost thou also forget how to walk!" ¶1887
• Then was there again spoken unto me without voice: "What matter about their mockery! Thou art one who hast unlearned to obey: now shalt thou command! ¶1888
• Knowest thou not who is most needed by all? He who commandeth great things. ¶1889
• To execute great things is difficult: but the more difficult task is to command great things. ¶1890
• This is thy most unpardonable obstinacy: thou hast the power, and thou wilt not rule."-- ¶1891
• And I answered: "I lack the lion's voice for all commanding." ¶1892
• Then was there again spoken unto me as a whispering: "It is the stillest words which bring the storm. Thoughts that come with doves' footsteps guide the world. ¶1893
• O Zarathustra, thou shalt go as a shadow of that which is to come: thus wilt thou command, and in commanding go foremost."-- ¶1894
• And I answered: "I am ashamed." ¶1895
• Then was there again spoken unto me without voice: "Thou must yet become a child, and be without shame. ¶1896
• The pride of youth is still upon thee; late hast thou become young: but he who would become a child must surmount even his youth."-- ¶1897
• And I considered a long while, and trembled. At last, however, did I say what I had said at first. "I will not." ¶1898
• Then did a laughing take place all around me. Alas, how that laughing lacerated my bowels and cut into my heart! ¶1899
• And there was spoken unto me for the last time: "O Zarathustra, thy fruits are ripe, but thou art not ripe for thy fruits! ¶1900
• So must thou go again into solitude: for thou shalt yet become mellow."-- ¶1901
• And again was there a laughing, and it fled: then did it become still around me, as with a double stillness. I lay, however, on the ground, and the sweat flowed from my limbs. ¶1902
• --Now have ye heard all, and why I have to return into my solitude. Nothing have I kept hidden from you, my friends. ¶1903
• But even this have ye heard from me, WHO is still the most reserved of men--and will be so! ¶1904
• Ah, my friends! I should have something more to say unto you! I should have something more to give unto you! Why do I not give it? Am I then a niggard?-- ¶1905
• When, however, Zarathustra had spoken these words, the violence of his pain, and a sense of the nearness of his departure from his friends came over him, so that he wept aloud; and no one knew how to console him. In the night, however, he went away alone and left his friends. ¶1906
• "Ye look aloft when ye long for exaltation, and I look downward because I am exalted. ¶1908
• "Who among you can at the same time laugh and be exalted? ¶1909
• "He who climbeth on the highest mountains, laugheth at all tragic plays and tragic realities."--ZARATHUSTRA, I., "Reading and Writing." ¶1910
• I am a wanderer and mountain-climber, said he to his heart, I love not the plains, and it seemeth I cannot long sit still. ¶1913
• And whatever may still overtake me as fate and experience--a wandering will be therein, and a mountain-climbing: in the end one experienceth only oneself. ¶1914
• The time is now past when accidents could befall me; and what COULD now fall to my lot which would not already be mine own! ¶1915
• It returneth only, it cometh home to me at last--mine own Self, and such of it as hath been long abroad, and scattered among things and accidents. ¶1916
• And one thing more do I know: I stand now before my last summit, and before that which hath been longest reserved for me. Ah, my hardest path must I ascend! Ah, I have begun my lonesomest wandering! ¶1917
• He, however, who is of my nature doth not avoid such an hour: the hour that saith unto him: Now only dost thou go the way to thy greatness! Summit and abyss--these are now comprised together! ¶1918
• Thou goest the way to thy greatness: now hath it become thy last refuge, what was hitherto thy last danger! ¶1919

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