Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2813

—Some sorcerer with laying-on-of-hands, some sombre wonder-worker by the grace of God, some anointed world-maligner, whom, may the devil take!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2323

—Shatter, shatter, O my brethren, those old tables of the pious! Tatter the maxims of the world-maligners!—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2134

Well! Here is my promontory, and there is the sea—IT rolleth hither unto me, shaggily and fawningly, the old, faithful, hundred-headed dog-monster that I love!—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 463

They would fain be dead, and we should approve of their wish! Let us beware of awakening those dead ones, and of damaging those living coffins!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3248

THIS courage, at last become subtle, spiritual and intellectual, this human courage, with eagle’s pinions and serpent’s wisdom: THIS, it seemeth to me, is called at present—”

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2551

At my dance-frantic foot, dost thou cast a glance, a laughing, questioning, melting, thrown glance:

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3296

They are CONVALESCENTS!” Thus spake Zarathustra joyfully to his heart and gazed outward; his animals, however, pressed up to him, and honoured his happiness and his silence.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 42

He writes about it as follows:—“I spent a melancholy spring in Rome, where I only just managed to live,—and this was no easy matter. This city, which is absolutely unsuited to the poet-author of ‘Zarathustra’, and for the choice of which I was not responsible, made me inordinately miserable. I tried to leave it.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 447

Yea, I know thy danger. But by my love and hope I conjure thee: cast not thy love and hope away!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1195

‘Tis night: now do all songs of loving ones awake. And my soul also is the song of a loving one.—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3244

Such prolonged ancient fear, at last become subtle, spiritual and intellectual—at present, me thinketh, it is called SCIENCE.”—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2564

Thou gnashest on me sweetly with little white teeth; thine evil eyes shoot out upon me, thy curly little mane from underneath!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2680

Thus sighed the soothsayer; with his last sigh, however, Zarathustra again became serene and assured, like one who hath come out of a deep chasm into the light. “Nay! Nay! Three times Nay!” exclaimed he with a strong voice, and stroked his beard—“THAT do I know better! There are still Happy Isles! Silence THEREON, thou sighing sorrow-sack!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2428

What of fatherland! THITHER striveth our helm where our CHILDREN’S LAND is! Thitherwards, stormier than the sea, stormeth our great longing!—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 64

At all events he resolved to distribute this manuscript production, of which only forty copies were printed, only among those who had proved themselves worthy of it, and it speaks eloquently of his utter loneliness and need of sympathy in those days, that he had occasion to present only seven copies of his book according to this resolution.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2843

There did he sit shrivelled in his chimney-corner, fretting on account of his weak legs, world-weary, will-weary, and one day he suffocated of his all-too-great pity.”—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3213

I know you, ye higher men, I know him,—I know also this fiend whom I love in spite of me, this Zarathustra: he himself often seemeth to me like the beautiful mask of a saint,

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3342

To be sure: except ye become as little children ye shall not enter into THAT kingdom of heaven.” (And Zarathustra pointed aloft with his hands.)

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3376

Ye have not flown high enough: now do the sepulchres mutter: “Free the dead! Why is it so long night? Doth not the moon make us drunken?”

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1648

And further, who conceiveth the full depth of the modesty of the vain man! I am favourable to him, and sympathetic on account of his modesty.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 52

The idea of revelation in the sense that something becomes suddenly visible and audible with indescribable certainty and accuracy, which profoundly convulses and upsets one—describes simply the matter of fact. One hears—one does not seek; one takes—one does not ask who gives: a thought suddenly flashes up like lightning, it comes with necessity, unhesitatingly—I have never had any choice in the matter.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 665

Let the future and the furthest be the motive of thy to-day; in thy friend shalt thou love the Superman as thy motive.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3320

It was a stupid thing that thou didst; how couldst thou, a shrewd man, do such a stupid thing!”

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 242

Its last Lord it here seeketh: hostile will it be to him, and to its last God; for victory will it struggle with the great dragon.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3212

—Unto all of you, who like me suffer FROM THE GREAT LOATHING, to whom the old God hath died, and as yet no new God lieth in cradles and swaddling clothes—unto all of you is mine evil spirit and magic-devil favourable.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 34

My brother writes as follows about the origin of the first part of “Zarathustra”:—“In the winter of 1882–83, I was living on the charming little Gulf of Rapallo, not far from Genoa, and between Chiavari and Cape Porto Fino. My health was not very good; the winter was cold and exceptionally rainy; and the small inn in which I lived was so close to the water that at night my sleep would be disturbed if the sea were high.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 443

On the open height wouldst thou be; for the stars thirsteth thy soul. But thy bad impulses also thirst for freedom.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2923

Thus spake the Preacher-on-the-Mount, and turned then his own look towards Zarathustra—for hitherto it had rested lovingly on the kine—: then, however, he put on a different expression. “Who is this with whom I talk?” he exclaimed frightened, and sprang up from the ground.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 280

Verily, on soft soles doth it come to me, the dearest of thieves, and stealeth from me my thoughts: stupid do I then stand, like this academic chair.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 124

It is not your sin—it is your self-satisfaction that crieth unto heaven; your very sparingness in sin crieth unto heaven!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2799

But tell me, what seekest thou here in MY forests and rocks? And if thou hast put thyself in MY way, what proof of me wouldst thou have?—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1725

He who hath always much-indulged himself, sickeneth at last by his much-indulgence. Praises on what maketh hardy! I do not praise the land where butter and honey—flow!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 625

A table of excellencies hangeth over every people. Lo! it is the table of their triumphs; lo! it is the voice of their Will to Power.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2911

No one have I yet found who more thoroughly despised himself: even THAT is elevation. Alas, was THIS perhaps the higher man whose cry I heard?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3476

In the last paragraph of the Prologue, verse 7, Zarathustra gives us a foretaste of his teaching concerning the big and the little sagacities, expounded subsequently. He says he would he were as wise as his serpent; this desire will be found explained in the discourse entitled “The Despisers of the Body”, which I shall have occasion to refer to later.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1351

But how did it turn out with me? Although so alarmed—I had yet to laugh! Never did mine eye see anything so motley-coloured!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2267

They yield, those good ones, they submit themselves; their heart repeateth, their soul obeyeth: HE, however, who obeyeth, DOTH NOT LISTEN TO HIMSELF!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1202

Upbraid me not, ye beautiful dancers, when I chasten the little God somewhat! He will cry, certainly, and weep—but he is laughable even when weeping!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 170

“Formerly all the world was insane,”—say the subtlest of them, and blink thereby.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1909

Of man there is little here: therefore do their women masculinise themselves. For only he who is man enough, will—SAVE THE WOMAN in woman.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 253

Innocence is the child, and forgetfulness, a new beginning, a game, a self-rolling wheel, a first movement, a holy Yea.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3276

This the finest air drinking, With nostrils out-swelled like goblets, Lacking future, lacking remembrances Thus do I sit here, ye Friendly damsels dearly loved, And look at the palm-tree there, How it, to a dance-girl, like, Doth bow and bend and on its haunches bob, —One doth it too, when one view’th it long!— To a dance-girl like, who as it seem’th to me, Too long, and dangerously persistent, Always, always, just on SINGLE leg hath stood?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 739

Did ye ever know this? Shared injustice is half justice. And he who can bear it, shall take the injustice upon himself!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3289

“They bite at it, my bait taketh, there departeth also from them their enemy, the spirit of gravity. Now do they learn to laugh at themselves: do I hear rightly?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1881

“What do these houses mean? Verily, no great soul put them up as its simile!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3536

Our politics are MORBID from this want of courage!—The aristocracy of character has been undermined most craftily by the lie of the equality of souls; and if the belief in the ‘privilege of the many,’ makes revolutions and WILL CONTINUE TO MAKE them, it is Christianity, let us not doubt it, it is CHRISTIAN valuations, which translate every revolution merely into blood and crime!” (see also “Beyond Good and Evil”, pages 120, 121).

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2070

Hath the time not LONG since passed for all such doubts? Who may nowadays awaken such old slumbering, light-shunning things!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 345

I go not your way, ye despisers of the body! Ye are no bridges for me to the Superman!—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1548

There did I guard his coffins: full stood the musty vaults of those trophies of victory. Out of glass coffins did vanquished life gaze upon me.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1875

—That thou art to me a dancing-floor for divine chances, that thou art to me a table of the Gods, for divine dice and dice-players!—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra

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