FROM THE PAGES OF THUS SPOKE ZARATHUSTRA

FROM THE PAGES OF THUS SPOKE ZARATHUSTRA

But when Zarathustra was alone, he spoke thus to his heart: “Could it then be possible! This old saint in his forest has not yet heard of it, that God is dead!” (page 9)

What is the ape to man? A laughing-stock or a painful embarrassment. And just the same shall man be to the Ubermensch: a laughing-stock or a painful embarrassment. (page 9)

“What good is my virtue! As yet it has not made me passionate. How weary I am of my good and my evil! It is all poverty and pollution and wretched contentment!” (page 10)

I would believe only in a god who could dance. (page 38)

You may have only enemies whom you can hate, not enemies you despise. You must be proud of your enemy: then the successes of your enemy are your successes too. (page 43)

Through valuation only is there value; and without valuation the nut of existence would be hollow. Hear this, you creators! (page 53)

The true man wants two things: danger and play. Therefore he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything. (page 58)

Life is a well of delight; but where the rabble drinks, too, all wells are poisoned. (page 85)

Mistrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful! (page 88)

Truly, I have often laughed at the weaklings, who think themselves good because their claws are blunt! (page 104)

Is not wounded vanity the mother of all tragedies? But where pride is wounded, there grows up something better than pride. (page 124)

“Everything straight lies,” murmured the dwarf, contemptuously. “All truth is crooked, time itself is a circle.” (page 136)

“In everything one thing is impossible—rationality!” (page 143)

But down there—all speech is in vain! There, forgetting and passing-by are the best wisdom: that I have learned now! (page 158)

Willing liberates: for willing is creating: thus I teach. (page 177)

I, Zarathustra, the advocate of life, the advocate of suffering, the advocate of the circle—I call you, my most abysmal thought! (page 185)

“Why do you conceal yourself? It is the higher man that cries for you!” (page 207)

“Because you once said, O Zarathustra: ‘Spirit is life that itself cuts into life,’ that led and seduced me to your teaching. And truly, with my own blood I have increased my own knowledge!” (page 214)

“Unless we are converted and become as cows, we shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven. For we ought to learn one thing from them: ruminating.” (page 230)

Lift up your hearts, my brothers, high, higher! And do not forget your legs! Lift up your legs too, you good dancers, and better still, stand on your heads! (page 252)

Thus spoke Zarathustra and left his cave, glowing and strong, like a morning sun that comes out of dark mountains. (page 281)