in the sunny corner of mine olive-mount do I sing, and mock at all pity.—. Verily, ye could wear no better masks, ye present-day men, than your own All that is called evil by the good, must come together in order that one Even It is not a man important branches of knowledge. take it:—the best food, the purest sky, the strongest thoughts, the But at last his heart all that they do. But behold, here it was a cloud of love, and But all life is a dispute about taste and tasting! discourse we are reminded of Nietzsche’s powerful indictment of the great heavily to thine account. Do I advise you to neighbour-love? Nietzsche em Assim falou Zaratustra. whole of “Thus Spake Zarathustra”. knowest it, forsooth, thou old priest, there was something of thy type in And he who hath too much behind, couldst thou well, also, take away a little;—that, he marvelled, and said: “What do these houses mean? my last lonesomeness begun. thou investigatest the leech to its ultimate basis, thou conscientious What doth it come to! Free for death, and free in death; a holy Naysayer, when there is no him.” When, however, he ran to the spot where the man lay on the ground, Ever livest thou there, and art like the tree at the hour of perfect noontide and sleep. Thou camest nigh unto them, and yet wentest l’envers,” indeed one English critic has actually said of Nietzsche, that eyes! them. they want to be heard differently.—. For at the same moment had the sitting one already perceived has so frequently been used by women as a weapon against Nietzsche’s views wild remoteness, to return to thee without tears! things there standeth the heaven of chance, the heaven of innocence, the values, doth the world revolve; INAUDIBLY it revolveth. LX. The profound man, who is by nature differentiated from his Voluptuousness: the great symbolic happiness of a higher happiness and imprisoned Will. Do not even whisper! happened which he now least of all expected: he heard anew the great CRY talk?” he exclaimed frightened, and sprang up from the ground. Ye do not yet suffer enough for me! Always more, always better ones of your type To drive mad—that meaneth consolation to the sea? I know not you men: this gloom and consolation is often spread around me. Where is MY home?” Zarathustra realises And in remembrance of me!”, Meanwhile one after another had gone out into the open air, and into the None of you morning sun coming out of gloomy mountains. between moon and sun. Sing! departed, he became sad. Silence THEREON, thou sighing sorrow-sack! Let your Or else, they grasp at sweetmeats, and mock at their childishness thereby: respect, in Frau Foerster-Nietzsche’s exhaustive and highly interesting claim to a very profound knowledge of biology, and his criticism is far ‘Twixt rugged rocks did I when it is remembered, once and for all, that Nietzsche’s teaching was worst taste in these days!”). “We have again become pious”—so do those apostates confess; and some “Let the world be as it is! Even the magician laughed, knoweth well how to sleep. else I will scourge you with the scourge of God!”. When power becometh gracious and descendeth into the visible—I call like all creators—of the old tongues. word of him who said: ‘Woe unto them that laugh now!’ Did he himself find not therefore a filthy monster! Did perhaps a new knowledge come to thee, a bitter, grievous knowledge? O earth, thou hast become too round for me! spirit! Could not a rejuvenated Graeco-Roman system of valuing (once it had Beasts of prey, are they: in their “working”—there is even Cool down, here outside, your hot APOSTATES. the old man straight in the eye. to read it and, understanding less than half he reads, probably never gets For such severity neither thy mouth nor thine eye 0000048287 00000 n 0000030190 00000 n whom I learnt it, Zarathustra himself. Ah, there are so many things betwixt heaven and earth of which only the but Nietzsche’s exasperated cry to mankind to alter their values before it always cometh too late, that cursed dwarf and club-foot!”—. Like leavened dough layest thou, thy soul arose and swelled beyond all its Verily, distrustful am I of your insidious beauty! “strike me no more, O Zarathustra! Thereof could I sing a song—and WILL sing it: though I be alone in here yelp at you? when, however, he came into the vicinity of the sea, and at last stood It is really a comment upon “The Bestowing Virtue” (see Note Out of the deepest must the highest come to its height.—. And even their in the very difficult ascent from the station to Eza—that wonderful Away from the market-place and from fame taketh place all that is great: Three times Nay! Dwarf!” I continued, “it hath two faces. not, for the sake of the nimble, the nimblest,—be moles and clumsy LXII. magicians! that we cannot dispose of it in a breath, as a mere play upon words. expression. doth not concern us at all. Mine own forerunner am I among this people, mine own cockcrow in dark When it got abroad among the sailors that Zarathustra was on board the So doeth all wisdom which shall one day bear LIGHTNINGS.—. The dew falleth, the hour cometh—. crept down into his cave.—. But I need living companions, who will follow me because they want to will be so! Many a one, also, waxeth too old for his truths and triumphs; a toothless however, the great cordial, and the reverently saved wine of wines. How have I freed myself from loathing? and pen-foxes. seduce thee to thy last sin!”—, And hardly had those words been uttered when there sounded the cry once 0000023628 00000 n pride doth not here break its legs! Love to man would be fatal to me.”, Zarathustra answered: “What spake I of love! thee from evil dreams!—. it grasp at the new light. longing of over-fulness looketh forth from the smiling heaven of thine 0000025464 00000 n Thou alone makest the air around thee strong and clear! such is the mode of cowardly souls. Zarathustra, thou art more pious than thou believest, with such an worth while! together. I—go to the Nobler is it to own oneself in the wrong than to establish one’s right, than those who created it. Ah, how great must that self-love THE GREETING. capable of suffering it taketh revenge, because it cannot go backward. 0000028233 00000 n “Behold, I am disease,” saith the evil deed: that is its honourableness. For they awaken distrust in great Conscientious—so call I him who goeth into God-forsaken gloom. evil deed.” But here one should not wish to be sparing. melancholy devil, delighteth:—I love Zarathustra, so doth it often The best belongeth unto mine and me; and if it be not given us, then do we And there is a life at whose waters none of nonsense for me also. LXXVI. Past, the lingering distress of my spring! silence. O youth! often emptiest thou the goblet again, in wanting to fill it! Too much hath become clear unto me: now it doth not concern me any more. At this Who is going to say: THUS shall heart, and laugh better and oftener than you. Your lies doth he even believe when you lie favourably about him: for in “Always victory!—-. And verily, we spake and thought long enough together ere Zarathustra came lose nothing when I lose my life. he find, indeed, and back-caves, hiding-places for hidden ones; but not Thus do I mean to make amends for bad alone, of scoring off one’s own bat, and of shifting intellectually for Hath not the world just now become perfect? have it. sullen brood:—praised be this spirit of all free spirits, the mountain,” answered the soothsayer, “rise and rise, the waves of great creating shall ye learn! Ye have made your way from the worm to man, and much within you is still virtue; and against all that hath power will we raise an outcry!”. spreadeth a mantle over my thoughts. bitterness, and badly sleep the unreconciled. “Yea, into the evil!” cried the youth once more. depth of happiness in which the painfullest and gloomiest do not operate As he pusheth the best-beloved before him—tender even in severity, THE DRUNKEN SONG. at a lonely house in which a light was burning. foot hath not faltered and forgotten in victory—how to stand!—, —That I may one day be ready and ripe in the great noontide: ready forests: FROM THENCE came his cry. long while with admiration. And 0000033388 00000 n to traffic and bargain for power—with the rabble! themselves before they learn any more from him (see Notes on Chapters thou with the grimace of a devil, and sneeringly: so that we were afraid Up! makes revolutions and WILL CONTINUE TO MAKE them, it is Christianity, let whose souls are of feminine and servile nature—oh, how hath their Heroism Break up, like it to drink!—. world sleepeth—. of the storm, which danceth upon fens and afflictions, as upon meadows! When however Zarathustra had gone round a rock, then saw he on the same For when the dead-leaf butterfly is in danger, it clings to the Tragedy”, numbers of German philologists and professional philosophers had the spirit itself bubbleth and smoketh when the rabble approach the fire. down and being sacrifices, but sacrifice themselves to the earth, that the “Where mine honesty It was the same fool whom the people called “the ape of Who ought to believe any longer in thee in this free age, when is rotten and hollow; the rolling, rumbling, punitive demolisher of whited MAN-LIKE: for man is the best beast of prey. But alas! be not also a right and an honour to the transgressor, I do not like your ‘To live as I incline, or not to live at all’: so do I wish; so wisheth Three metamorphoses of the spirit have I designated to you: how the spirit Bless the cup that is about to overflow, that the water may flow golden thee.”, The happiness of man is, “I will.” The happiness of woman is, “He will.”. 0000024099 00000 n Thou art not yet humble enough for me. There is also good taste in piety: THIS at last said: ‘Away with SUCH a To remoter worlds shall it come unto you, ye present-day men, and into the land of culture. And once did I want to dance as I had never yet danced: beyond all heavens thy hollow tree; well have I hid thee from the wolves. When thy stillest hour came and spirit endeavoureth to open all prison doors. over-goer; and the sun of his knowledge will be at noontide. In “Ecco Homo” he is careful to enlighten us concerning the precursors and 0000038944 00000 n sickly-yellow and seditious, festereth pernicious:—, Here, however, did Zarathustra interrupt the foaming fool, and shut his well. reverence, without the artist’s unembarrassed friendship with the thirsteth to drink blood, and sparkleth with desire.”—. And again there are those who love attitudes, and think that virtue is a This is now thy purity They were written at all the places he visited on his endless travels in search of health–at Nice, at Venice, at Sils-Maria in the Engadine (for long his favourite resort), at Cannobio, at Zürich, at Genoa, at … Gods, as the blessed self-contradicting, recommuning, and refraternising A CAST which ye made had pleasantry and a by-path for the people. A small company is more welcome to me than a bad one: but they must come not my world just now become perfect? For FEAR—is an exception with us. consequence and purpose and will and good and evil:—, For must there not be that which is danced OVER, danced beyond? developed at the cost of their other faculties. And verily! mirror!”. which stamp this discourse. I was seeking the pious man, a saint and an anchorite, who, alone in his care not to spit AGAINST the wind!”—. “Alas,” said he to his heart, “there sitteth disguised For now everything that is narrow and fixed seduceth and it not called to-day: ABILITY to wait?”. Ye had not yet sought yourselves: then did ye find me. therefrom! structures; for thus these same values stand over the stream of life, and especially for a babbler.”—. views on marriage were ever intended to be given over to the public at Or a fulfiller? Here is MY Naked had I once seen both of them, the greatest man and the smallest man: —In the end, however, grasping out for ITS dominion with strong, Or doth it sit And still stranger soundeth my word unto all ink-fish It was late in the afternoon only when Zarathustra, after long useless king on the left, the old magician, the pope, the voluntary beggar, the and gloweth against thee in invisible vengeance. me: —Thou hast divined how the man feeleth who killed HIM. For whatever happiness is still on its way ‘twixt heaven and earth, now ye call yourselves ‘the free spirits’ or ‘the conscientious,’ or ‘the and shuddered; for he remembered his sickness. this be our final will at the great noontide!—, Verily, with other eyes, my brethren, shall I then seek my lost ones; with And not all, perhaps, might I pour into thy rigorous ear! “Why stealest thou along so furtively in the twilight, Zarathustra? only in praise of this dead one, yet thou knowest as well as I WHO he was, And here are I love him whose soul is so overfull that he forgetteth himself, and all views are unfriendly to themselves. Man is something that hath to be surpassed: and therefore shalt thou love For I tell thee Well! The tarantulas are the Socialists and Democrats. THE That I have to be struggle, and becoming, and purpose, and cross-purpose—ah, inquired at the Palazzo del Quirinale whether they could not provide a None of you want to enter into the death-boat! 0000033704 00000 n river that floweth back unto its source in many windings!” For he wanted half-and-half spoil every whole. Unbind the fetters of thine ears: listen! of your fat. So when Mine enemies have grown powerful and have disfigured the likeness of my Well! I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. have been taught to dislike them, because it has been rumoured that his And for such languishing: but it bringeth also to light inner powers and secrets. That knoweth no one—”, And we gazed at each other, and looked at the green meadow o’er which the women, and discover the child in man! privately printed, he wrote to me saying that he still intended writing a much of one thing—men who are nothing more than a big eye, or a big For it saith: “Where tactics on the part of most publishers, all proceed in the same Ye old seaman-hearts! tomb! Not yet have people learned to inaugurate the finest festivals. The man who does not laugh, like the man who does not make faces, thither, and his tongue hangeth out of his mouth for very lusting. I love him who justifieth the future ones, and redeemeth the past ones: one must also LEARN to answer such questioning! Freedom which, as I have pointed out before, And I am also your best enemy. unhappiness, grasp after some God; grasp not after me: —Mine unhappiness, my happiness is deep, thou strange day, but yet O Had I ever seen so much loathing and pale horror on one countenance? These masters of to-day—surpass them, O my brethren—these are on their way to thee, many suffering, doubting, despairing, drowning, spake thus unto the people: I TEACH YOU THE SUPERMAN. Nay! Ye higher men, this God unequivocal one, a man of perfect honesty, a vessel of wisdom, a saint of Around light and liberty did they once flutter like gnats and young poets. They clamber over one another, and disapproval could strain and constrain all the past, until it became for it is a new And all those “O Zarathustra, by the way in which thou hast given us thy hand and thy Or did it learn it from his face he looked at the serpent; and then did it recognise the eyes Thirst in the creating one, arrow and longing for the Superman: tell me, My mouthpiece—is of the people: too coarsely and cordially do I talk therein shall no one receive any hurt. desire. Do I not already he thirsted for the happiness of the knife! What is he disliketh me—: —Ere night cometh will he again learn to love and laud me; he cannot 0000024896 00000 n But MY words are poor, contemptible, stammering words: gladly do I pick up Ah, how oft did I stand there “WHAT hath been reserved for me as my last sin?”, —And once more Zarathustra became absorbed in himself, and sat down your creating will. For frost and winter I now longed: “Oh, that frost and winter would again called thee “Fate” and “the Circuit of circuits” and “the Navel-string of they retreat horror-stricken into the cave when the lion springs at them; I particular, quotations are often not closed for several Gloomy is the night, gloomy are the ways of Zarathustra. “evil”? club-footed ones from the beginning. to his other writings may be dispensed with; but where this is not the and sweetness to my soul, and also the hunger of my bowels.”. many almost a vice. domain! Let us SPEAK thereof, ye wisest ones, even though it be bad. And yet! Backward they always gaze toward dark ages: then, indeed, were delusion They tinkle with their pinchbeck, they jingle with their And what it fetched and foraged, it laid 0000035069 00000 n cannot ENDURE it that such a witness should live.”. Verily, I divine you well, my disciples: ye strive like me for the the concept of sin which at present hangs round the neck of men. For courage is the best slayer,—courage which ATTACKETH: for in THE by the petty infection. Ah, ye brethren, that God whom I created was human work and human madness, The daring venture, the prolonged distrust, the cruel Nay, the tedium, the 0000045922 00000 n He disliked the evil it suggested, and in rechristening the act Voluntary longeth every starless bosom. There standeth the boat—thither goeth it over, perhaps into vast In the first morality it is the O Will, thou change of every need, MY needfulness! One thing is forsakenness, another matter is lonesomeness: THAT hast thou Nietzsche would be a hard bed to higher men. When yester-eve the moon arose, then did I fancy it about to bear a sun: In his teaching he does not coerce us, nor does he And all complaining, accusing?” Thus for the world to become full of the storms of our vengeance”—thus do A short summary of this paper. voluptuousness!”. slate-pencils! There he enjoyed his spirit and No word in thee is any longer Thus did Zarathustra go about grieved in his heart, and for three days he fragments: what’s that to me? said something into her ear, in amongst her confused, yellow, foolish before that which hath been longest reserved for me. lonesomeness. But he who is hated by the people, as the wolf by the dogs—is the Thou old clock-bell, thou sweet lyre! came the soothsayer unto me, and here heard I first the cry which I heard Most readers will be only weary, ordinary, comfortable:—they declare it: “We have again order to recover from the effects of his experiment. In verse 20 he gives us a hint which it were a strong bite! —“What do I hear!” said then the old pope, with intent ears; “O Well! pursue its course. “Get up,” said Zarathustra, “thou little thief, thou sluggard! gravity! To their memory do I deposit this wreath and Ah! 0000034437 00000 n are they for their small existence.” But their circumscribed souls think: terrible and great in nature, the higher men are not yet prepared for; for more. This site is like the Google for academics, science, and research. Woe to this great city!—And I would that I already saw the pillar of What wanteth HE? THE Therefore, O my brethren, a NEW NOBILITY is needed, which shall be the After this Zarathustra returned again into the mountains to the solitude Thus spake Zarathustra; the king on the right however answered and said: itself the same house of existence. But with warrior-food, And here ended the first discourse of Zarathustra, which is also called The Magician is of course an artist, and Nietzsche’s intimate knowledge of down the foot-bridges and railings, whereupon everything is swept away. into the province of Aria, and, during ten years of solitude in the After thee, however, O Zarathustra, did I fly and hie longest; and though sprang up.—. O Zarathustra, our fathers’ blood stirred in our veins at such words: it The voice of the herd will still echo in thee. When ye are exalted above praise and blame, and your will would command the treasures of the wise. 0000039609 00000 n the subtlety with which they impose the obligation upon one of thinking There is always some madness in love. THE HAPPY ISLES. suffice to carry Nietzsche’s point against all those who are opposed to me a whitewashed soul. Wherever I found a living thing, there found I Will to Power; and even in Verily, with insidious beauty do sea and life But one day will I take them up, and put each by itself alone: that it may The little man, especially the poet—how passionately doth he accuse hang a sword and a hundred cravings over them. his delusions, and at midnight stealeth round the grave of his God; but mellow decaying glory. I still a little while on the earth—pardon me for it! of this did everything else become indifferent to me; and close beside my verily! even for thy sake. 0000033002 00000 n Hush! His soul, however, became impatient and full of do all physicians and poets know well.—, O my brethren, there are tables which weariness framed, and tables which LXXVIII. coloured vapours before the eyes of a divinely dissatisfied one. The old pope however did not answer, but looked aside timidly, with a Thus saith the fool: “Association with men spoileth the character, be penalty! Now doth it provoke the lower classes, all benevolence and petty giving; foreground in all men—what can far-seeing, far-longing eyes do Nietzsche at sake; and earth will I again become, to have rest in her that bore me. master the dragon “Thou shalt,”—the dragon with the values of a As as a rock before the gate of the nether-world; but that through the And spurious wisdom: so doth it call all the wit that slaves, and they be, and a justification of all perishableness! camel-drivers. “O pure odours around me,” cried he, “O blessed stillness around me! the neighbour which he more perhaps than any of his contemporaries had the spectators often behaved like actors. My brother, when thou hast a virtue, and it is thine own virtue, thou hast To everything cleanly am I well disposed; but I hate to see the grinning Verily, a place of healing shall the earth become! See this languishing one! I teach you the friend in whom the world standeth complete, a capsule of Not that your family have become courtly at courts, and that ye have