Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3367

Woe to me! Whither hath time gone? Have I not sunk into deep wells? The world sleepeth—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 534

Open still remaineth the earth for great souls. Empty are still many sites for lone ones and twain ones, around which floateth the odour of tranquil seas.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 761

Ah, the poverty of soul in the twain! Ah, the filth of soul in the twain! Ah, the pitiable self-complacency in the twain!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1252

All loathing did I once vow to renounce: then did ye change my nigh ones and nearest ones into ulcerations. Ah, whither did my noblest vow then flee?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3235

In you, ye higher men, there must be more of that which the magician calleth his evil spirit of magic and deceit:—we must indeed be different.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 871

One morning, however, he awoke ere the rosy dawn, and having meditated long on his couch, at last spake thus to his heart:

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3259

—The bad game of drifting clouds, of damp melancholy, of curtained heavens, of stolen suns, of howling autumn-winds,

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2251

There are many divers ways and modes of surpassing: see THOU thereto! But only a buffoon thinketh: “man can also be OVERLEAPT.”

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2775

—Here, however, Zarathustra could no longer restrain himself; he took his staff and struck the wailer with all his might. “Stop this,” cried he to him with wrathful laughter, “stop this, thou stage-player! Thou false coiner! Thou liar from the very heart! I know thee well!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3030

This is mine empire and my dominion: that which is mine, however, shall this evening and to-night be yours. Mine animals shall serve you: let my cave be your resting-place!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 53

There is an ecstasy such that the immense strain of it is sometimes relaxed by a flood of tears, along with which one’s steps either rush or involuntarily lag, alternately.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1946

But THEIR hour cometh! And there cometh also mine! Hourly do they become smaller, poorer, unfruitfuller,—poor herbs! poor earth!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 513

False is everything in it; with stolen teeth it biteth, the biting one. False are even its bowels.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1591

Is he a promiser? Or a fulfiller? A conqueror? Or an inheritor? A harvest? Or a ploughshare? A physician? Or a healed one?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2757

—For the sake of this did I cast everything else aside, for the sake of this did everything else become indifferent to me; and close beside my knowledge lieth my black ignorance.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 445

Still art thou a prisoner—it seemeth to me—who deviseth liberty for himself: ah! sharp becometh the soul of such prisoners, but also deceitful and wicked.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2650

For my fate giveth me time: it hath forgotten me perhaps? Or doth it sit behind a big stone and catch flies?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2949

—Until I myself come home. For now a cry of distress calleth me hastily away from thee. Also, shouldst thou find new honey with me, ice-cold, golden-comb-honey, eat it!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3039

To the pine do I compare him, O Zarathustra, which groweth up like thee—tall, silent, hardy, solitary, of the best, supplest wood, stately,—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1492

Now about the time that Zarathustra sojourned on the Happy Isles, it happened that a ship anchored at the isle on which standeth the smoking mountain, and the crew went ashore to shoot rabbits. About the noontide hour, however, when the captain and his men were together again, they saw suddenly a man coming towards them through the air, and a voice said distinctly: “It is time! It is the highest time!” But when the figure was nearest to them (it flew past quickly, however, like a shadow, in the direction of the volcano), then did they recognise with the greatest surprise that it was Zarathustra; for they had all seen him before except the captain himself, and they loved him as the people love: in such wise that love and awe were combined in equal degree.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 241

But in the loneliest wilderness happeneth the second metamorphosis: here the spirit becometh a lion; freedom will it capture, and lordship in its own wilderness.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2259

For enjoyment and innocence are the most bashful things. Neither like to be sought for. One should HAVE them,—but one should rather SEEK for guilt and pain!—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3584

In the last verse of the first paragraph, however, after hailing his deepest thought, he cries: “Disgust, disgust, disgust!” We know Nietzsche’s ideal man was that “world-approving, exuberant, and vivacious creature, who has not only learnt to compromise and arrange with that which was and is, but wishes to have it again, AS IT WAS AND IS, for all eternity insatiably calling out da capo, not only to himself, but to the whole piece and play” (see Note on Chapter XLII.).

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 212

Companions, the creator seeketh, and fellow-reapers: for everything is ripe for the harvest with him. But he lacketh the hundred sickles: so he plucketh the ears of corn and is vexed.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 888

New paths do I tread, a new speech cometh unto me; tired have I become— like all creators—of the old tongues. No longer will my spirit walk on worn-out soles.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1522

Laughter flitteth from him like a variegated cloud; adverse is he to thy gargling and spewing and grips in the bowels!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 864

And it is the great noontide, when man is in the middle of his course between animal and Superman, and celebrateth his advance to the evening as his highest hope: for it is the advance to a new morning.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3221

HE—of truth the wooer? Not still, stiff, smooth and cold, Become an image, A godlike statue, Set up in front of temples, As a God’s own door-guard: Nay! hostile to all such truthfulness-statues, In every desert homelier than at temples, With cattish wantonness, Through every window leaping Quickly into chances, Every wild forest a-sniffing, Greedily-longingly, sniffing, That thou, in wild forests, ’Mong the motley-speckled fierce creatures, Shouldest rove, sinful-sound and fine-coloured, With longing lips smacking, Blessedly mocking, blessedly hellish, blessedly bloodthirsty, Robbing, skulking, lying—roving:—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2938

—At this gilded, falsified populace, whose fathers were pickpockets, or carrion-crows, or rag-pickers, with wives compliant, lewd and forgetful:—for they are all of them not far different from harlots—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1052

They played by the sea—then came there a wave and swept their playthings into the deep: and now do they cry.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2835

“Let him go,” said Zarathustra, after prolonged meditation, still looking the old man straight in the eye.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 504

I spare you not, I love you from my very heart, my brethren in war!—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1182

My happiness in bestowing died in bestowing; my virtue became weary of itself by its abundance!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1637

This is my first manly prudence, that I allow myself to be deceived, so as not to be on my guard against deceivers.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3125

Or that I wished henceforth to make snugger couches for you sufferers? Or show you restless, miswandering, misclimbing ones, new and easier footpaths?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3371

—Who is to be master of the world? Who is going to say: THUS shall ye flow, ye great and small streams!”

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 589

And also this parable give I unto you: Not a few who meant to cast out their devil, went thereby into the swine themselves.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1235

Still am I the richest and most to be envied—I, the lonesomest one! For I HAVE POSSESSED you, and ye possess me still. Tell me: to whom hath there ever fallen such rosy apples from the tree as have fallen unto me?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1158

Ye know only the sparks of the spirit: but ye do not see the anvil which it is, and the cruelty of its hammer!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 412

What have we in common with the rose-bud, which trembleth because a drop of dew hath formed upon it?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1722

Thou goest the way to thy greatness: here shall no one steal after thee! Thy foot itself hath effaced the path behind thee, and over it standeth written: Impossibility.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2940

Thus spake the peaceful one, and puffed himself and perspired with his words: so that the kine wondered anew. Zarathustra, however, kept looking into his face with a smile, all the time the man talked so severely—and shook silently his head.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3225

In evening’s limpid air, What time the moon’s sickle, Green, ‘twixt the purple-glowings, And jealous, steal’th forth: —Of day the foe, With every step in secret, The rosy garland-hammocks Downsickling, till they’ve sunken Down nightwards, faded, downsunken:—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 729

Strange! Zarathustra knoweth little about woman, and yet he is right about them! Doth this happen, because with women nothing is impossible?

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 734

When Zarathustra once told this to his disciples they asked him: “And what, O Zarathustra, is the moral of thy story?” And Zarathustra answered them thus:

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2001

All lusts and vices are here at home; but here there are also the virtuous; there is much appointable appointed virtue:—

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2468

—“O Zarathustra,” said then his animals, “to those who think like us, things all dance themselves: they come and hold out the hand and laugh and flee—and return.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3282

—Though, alas! not yet their crying.” And Zarathustra stopped his ears, for just then did the YE-A of the ass mix strangely with the noisy jubilation of those higher men.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3234

Ye free spirits, whither hath your freedom gone! Ye almost seem to me to resemble those who have long looked at bad girls dancing naked: your souls themselves dance!

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 157

Still is his soil rich enough for it. But that soil will one day be poor and exhausted, and no lofty tree will any longer be able to grow thereon.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra

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