Thus Spake Zarathustra — Friedrich Nietzsche

Thus Spake Zarathustra

Friedrich Nietzsche · Лицензия: Public domain · Источник

• Who can command, who must obey--THAT IS THERE ATTEMPTED! Ah, with what long seeking and solving and failing and learning and re-attempting! ¶2660
• Human society: it is an attempt--so I teach--a long seeking: it seeketh however the ruler!-- ¶2661
• --An attempt, my brethren! And NO "contract"! Destroy, I pray you, destroy that word of the soft-hearted and half-and-half! ¶2662
• O my brethren! With whom lieth the greatest danger to the whole human future? Is it not with the good and just?-- ¶2664
• --As those who say and feel in their hearts: "We already know what is good and just, we possess it also; woe to those who still seek thereafter! ¶2665
• And whatever harm the wicked may do, the harm of the good is the harmfulest harm! ¶2666
• And whatever harm the world-maligners may do, the harm of the good is the harmfulest harm! ¶2667
• O my brethren, into the hearts of the good and just looked some one once on a time, who said: "They are the Pharisees." But people did not understand him. ¶2668
• The good and just themselves were not free to understand him; their spirit was imprisoned in their good conscience. The stupidity of the good is unfathomably wise. ¶2669
• It is the truth, however, that the good MUST be Pharisees--they have no choice! ¶2670
• The good MUST crucify him who deviseth his own virtue! That IS the truth! ¶2671
• The second one, however, who discovered their country--the country, heart and soil of the good and just,--it was he who asked: "Whom do they hate most?" ¶2672
• The CREATOR, hate they most, him who breaketh the tables and old values, the breaker,--him they call the law-breaker. ¶2673
• For the good--they CANNOT create; they are always the beginning of the end:-- ¶2674
• --They crucify him who writeth new values on new tables, they sacrifice UNTO THEMSELVES the future--they crucify the whole human future! ¶2675
• The good--they have always been the beginning of the end.-- ¶2676
• O my brethren, have ye also understood this word? And what I once said of the "last man"?-- ¶2678
• With whom lieth the greatest danger to the whole human future? Is it not with the good and just? ¶2679
• BREAK UP, BREAK UP, I PRAY YOU, THE GOOD AND JUST!--O my brethren, have ye understood also this word? ¶2680
• Ye flee from me? Ye are frightened? Ye tremble at this word? ¶2682
• O my brethren, when I enjoined you to break up the good, and the tables of the good, then only did I embark man on his high seas. ¶2683
• And now only cometh unto him the great terror, the great outlook, the great sickness, the great nausea, the great sea-sickness. ¶2684
• False shores and false securities did the good teach you; in the lies of the good were ye born and bred. Everything hath been radically contorted and distorted by the good. ¶2685
• But he who discovered the country of "man," discovered also the country of "man's future." Now shall ye be sailors for me, brave, patient! ¶2686
• Keep yourselves up betimes, my brethren, learn to keep yourselves up! The sea stormeth: many seek to raise themselves again by you. ¶2687
• The sea stormeth: all is in the sea. Well! Cheer up! Ye old seaman-hearts! ¶2688
• What of fatherland! THITHER striveth our helm where our CHILDREN'S LAND is! Thitherwards, stormier than the sea, stormeth our great longing!-- ¶2689
• "Why so hard!"--said to the diamond one day the charcoal; "are we then not near relatives?"-- ¶2691
• Why so soft? O my brethren; thus do _I_ ask you: are ye then not--my brethren? ¶2692
• Why so soft, so submissive and yielding? Why is there so much negation and abnegation in your hearts? Why is there so little fate in your looks? ¶2693
• And if ye will not be fates and inexorable ones, how can ye one day-- conquer with me? ¶2694
• And if your hardness will not glance and cut and chip to pieces, how can ye one day--create with me? ¶2695
• For the creators are hard. And blessedness must it seem to you to press your hand upon millenniums as upon wax,-- ¶2696
• --Blessedness to write upon the will of millenniums as upon brass,--harder than brass, nobler than brass. Entirely hard is only the noblest. ¶2697
• This new table, O my brethren, put I up over you: BECOME HARD!-- ¶2698
• O thou, my Will! Thou change of every need, MY needfulness! Preserve me from all small victories! ¶2700
• Thou fatedness of my soul, which I call fate! Thou In-me! Over-me! Preserve and spare me for one great fate! ¶2701
• And thy last greatness, my Will, spare it for thy last--that thou mayest be inexorable IN thy victory! Ah, who hath not succumbed to his victory! ¶2702
• Ah, whose eye hath not bedimmed in this intoxicated twilight! Ah, whose foot hath not faltered and forgotten in victory--how to stand!-- ¶2703
• --That I may one day be ready and ripe in the great noontide: ready and ripe like the glowing ore, the lightning-bearing cloud, and the swelling milk-udder:-- ¶2704

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