Thus Spake Zarathustra — Friedrich Nietzsche

Thus Spake Zarathustra

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• --Shatter, shatter, O my brethren, those old tables of the pious! Tatter the maxims of the world-maligners!-- ¶2570
• "He who learneth much unlearneth all violent cravings"--that do people now whisper to one another in all the dark lanes. ¶2572
• "Wisdom wearieth, nothing is worth while; thou shalt not crave!"--this new table found I hanging even in the public markets. ¶2573
• Break up for me, O my brethren, break up also that NEW table! The weary-o'-the-world put it up, and the preachers of death and the jailer: for lo, it is also a sermon for slavery:-- ¶2574
• Because they learned badly and not the best, and everything too early and everything too fast; because they ATE badly: from thence hath resulted their ruined stomach;-- ¶2575
• --For a ruined stomach, is their spirit: IT persuadeth to death! For verily, my brethren, the spirit IS a stomach! ¶2576
• Life is a well of delight, but to him in whom the ruined stomach speaketh, the father of affliction, all fountains are poisoned. ¶2577
• To discern: that is DELIGHT to the lion-willed! But he who hath become weary, is himself merely "willed"; with him play all the waves. ¶2578
• And such is always the nature of weak men: they lose themselves on their way. And at last asketh their weariness: "Why did we ever go on the way? All is indifferent!" ¶2579
• TO THEM soundeth it pleasant to have preached in their ears: "Nothing is worth while! Ye shall not will!" That, however, is a sermon for slavery. ¶2580
• O my brethren, a fresh blustering wind cometh Zarathustra unto all way-weary ones; many noses will he yet make sneeze! ¶2581
• Even through walls bloweth my free breath, and in into prisons and imprisoned spirits! ¶2582
• Willing emancipateth: for willing is creating: so do I teach. And ONLY for creating shall ye learn! ¶2583
• And also the learning shall ye LEARN only from me, the learning well!--He who hath ears let him hear! ¶2584
• There standeth the boat--thither goeth it over, perhaps into vast nothingness--but who willeth to enter into this "Perhaps"? ¶2586
• None of you want to enter into the death-boat! How should ye then be WORLD-WEARY ones! ¶2587
• World-weary ones! And have not even withdrawn from the earth! Eager did I ever find you for the earth, amorous still of your own earth-weariness! ¶2588
• Not in vain doth your lip hang down:--a small worldly wish still sitteth thereon! And in your eye--floateth there not a cloudlet of unforgotten earthly bliss? ¶2589
• There are on the earth many good inventions, some useful, some pleasant: for their sake is the earth to be loved. ¶2590
• And many such good inventions are there, that they are like woman's breasts: useful at the same time, and pleasant. ¶2591
• Ye world-weary ones, however! Ye earth-idlers! You, shall one beat with stripes! With stripes shall one again make you sprightly limbs. ¶2592
• For if ye be not invalids, or decrepit creatures, of whom the earth is weary, then are ye sly sloths, or dainty, sneaking pleasure-cats. And if ye will not again RUN gaily, then shall ye--pass away! ¶2593
• To the incurable shall one not seek to be a physician: thus teacheth Zarathustra:--so shall ye pass away! ¶2594
• But more COURAGE is needed to make an end than to make a new verse: that do all physicians and poets know well.-- ¶2595
• O my brethren, there are tables which weariness framed, and tables which slothfulness framed, corrupt slothfulness: although they speak similarly, they want to be heard differently.-- ¶2597
• See this languishing one! Only a span-breadth is he from his goal; but from weariness hath he lain down obstinately in the dust, this brave one! ¶2598
• From weariness yawneth he at the path, at the earth, at the goal, and at himself: not a step further will he go,--this brave one! ¶2599
• Now gloweth the sun upon him, and the dogs lick at his sweat: but he lieth there in his obstinacy and preferreth to languish:-- ¶2600
• --A span-breadth from his goal, to languish! Verily, ye will have to drag him into his heaven by the hair of his head--this hero! ¶2601
• Better still that ye let him lie where he hath lain down, that sleep may come unto him, the comforter, with cooling patter-rain. ¶2602
• Let him lie, until of his own accord he awakeneth,--until of his own accord he repudiateth all weariness, and what weariness hath taught through him! ¶2603
• Only, my brethren, see that ye scare the dogs away from him, the idle skulkers, and all the swarming vermin:-- ¶2604
• --All the swarming vermin of the "cultured," that--feast on the sweat of every hero!-- ¶2605
• I form circles around me and holy boundaries; ever fewer ascend with me ever higher mountains: I build a mountain-range out of ever holier mountains.-- ¶2607
• But wherever ye would ascend with me, O my brethren, take care lest a PARASITE ascend with you! ¶2608
• A parasite: that is a reptile, a creeping, cringing reptile, that trieth to fatten on your infirm and sore places. ¶2609
• And THIS is its art: it divineth where ascending souls are weary, in your trouble and dejection, in your sensitive modesty, doth it build its loathsome nest. ¶2610
• Where the strong are weak, where the noble are all-too-gentle--there buildeth it its loathsome nest; the parasite liveth where the great have small sore-places. ¶2611
• What is the highest of all species of being, and what is the lowest? The parasite is the lowest species; he, however, who is of the highest species feedeth most parasites. ¶2612
• For the soul which hath the longest ladder, and can go deepest down: how could there fail to be most parasites upon it?-- ¶2613

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