Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Friedrich Nietzsche
3,679 passages indexed from Thus Spoke Zarathustra (Friedrich Nietzsche) — Page 43 of 74
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Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2090
And dost thou remember, O Zarathustra? When thy stillest hour came and drove thee forth from thyself, when with wicked whispering it said: ‘Speak and succumb!’—
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1992
O Zarathustra, here is the great city: here hast thou nothing to seek and everything to lose.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 88
“Why,” said the saint, “did I go into the forest and the desert? Was it not because I loved men far too well?
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 910
Could ye CONCEIVE a God?—But let this mean Will to Truth unto you, that everything be transformed into the humanly conceivable, the humanly visible, the humanly sensible! Your own discernment shall ye follow out to the end!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3203
This crown of the laughter, this rose-garland crown: to you my brethren do I cast this crown! Laughing have I consecrated; ye higher men, LEARN, I pray you—to laugh!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2688
“So be it!” shouted back Zarathustra, as he went away: “and what is mine in my cave belongeth also unto thee, my guest!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1814
And verily, where such trees stand beside one another, there ARE Happy Isles!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2219
When I came unto men, then found I them resting on an old infatuation: all of them thought they had long known what was good and bad for men.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1762
I ascended, I ascended, I dreamt, I thought,—but everything oppressed me. A sick one did I resemble, whom bad torture wearieth, and a worse dream reawakeneth out of his first sleep.—
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2449
And rub the sleep and all the dimness and blindness out of thine eyes! Hear me also with thine eyes: my voice is a medicine even for those born blind.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 803
Had he but remained in the wilderness, and far from the good and just! Then, perhaps, would he have learned to live, and love the earth—and laughter also!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2682
Now do I shake myself and run away from thee, that I may again become dry: thereat mayest thou not wonder! Do I seem to thee discourteous? Here however is MY court.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2445
O Will, thou change of every need, MY needfulness! Spare me for one great victory!—
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2823
Now, however, is he himself dead, the most pious of men, the saint in the forest, who praised his God constantly with singing and mumbling.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2190
Especially the strong load-bearing man in whom reverence resideth. Too many EXTRANEOUS heavy words and worths loadeth he upon himself—then seemeth life to him a desert!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2015
Stop this at once! called out Zarathustra, long have thy speech and thy species disgusted me!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3160
He, however, who would be a firstling, let him take care lest he also become a lastling! And where the vices of your fathers are, there should ye not set up as saints!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3540
The childhood of mankind is over. Now we KNOW; there is now no longer any excuse for mistakes which will tend to botch and disfigure the type man. “With respect to what is past,” he says, “I have, like all discerning ones, great toleration, that is to say, GENEROUS self-control.... But my feeling changes suddenly, and breaks out as soon as I enter the modern period, OUR period. Our age KNOWS...” (See Note on Chapter LXX.).
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2483
Not to THIS torture-stake was I tied, that I know man is bad,—but I cried, as no one hath yet cried:
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2102
Everything among them talketh, nothing succeedeth any longer and accomplisheth itself. Everything cackleth, but who will still sit quietly on the nest and hatch eggs?
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2698
The best and dearest to me at present is still a sound peasant, coarse, artful, obstinate and enduring: that is at present the noblest type.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 805
But he was still immature. Immaturely loveth the youth, and immaturely also hateth he man and earth. Confined and awkward are still his soul and the wings of his spirit.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1256
To my charity have ye ever sent the most impudent beggars; around my sympathy have ye ever crowded the incurably shameless. Thus have ye wounded the faith of my virtue.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1199
To be sure, I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 183
“On mine honour, my friend,” answered Zarathustra, “there is nothing of all that whereof thou speakest: there is no devil and no hell. Thy soul will be dead even sooner than thy body: fear, therefore, nothing any more!”
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2595
If ever I have sat rejoicing where old Gods lie buried, world-blessing, world-loving, beside the monuments of old world-maligners:—
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 964
And not to him who is offensive to us are we most unfair, but to him who doth not concern us at all.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 939
How hath that happened unto him? Is it not because he hath had to be ashamed too oft?
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3173
Man’s furthest, profoundest, star-highest issues, his prodigious powers—do not all these foam through one another in your vessel?
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1535
In vain was all our labour, poison hath our wine become, the evil eye hath singed yellow our fields and hearts.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3336
‘Not by wrath but by laughter doth one kill’—thus spakest thou once, O Zarathustra, thou hidden one, thou destroyer without wrath, thou dangerous saint,—thou art a rogue!”
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1542
That it may not smother in this sorrowfulness! To remoter worlds shall it be a light, and also to remotest nights!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3350
Then, however, there happened that which in this astonishing long day was most astonishing: the ugliest man began once more and for the last time to gurgle and snort, and when he had at length found expression, behold! there sprang a question plump and plain out of his mouth, a good, deep, clear question, which moved the hearts of all who listened to him.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1945
Mine own forerunner am I among this people, mine own cockcrow in dark lanes.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1255
Verily, it was always your doing: ye embittered to me my best honey, and the diligence of my best bees.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1610
And because in the willer himself there is suffering, because he cannot will backwards—thus was Willing itself, and all life, claimed—to be penalty!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2123
My dream, a bold sailor, half-ship, half-hurricane, silent as the butterfly, impatient as the falcon: how had it the patience and leisure to-day for world-weighing!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2594
If ever my scorn hath scattered mouldered words to the winds, and if I have come like a besom to cross-spiders, and as a cleansing wind to old charnel-houses:
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2139
Voluptuousness: to the rabble, the slow fire at which it is burnt; to all wormy wood, to all stinking rags, the prepared heat and stew furnace.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1775
But should one follow them further—and ever further and further on, thinkest thou, dwarf, that these roads would be eternally antithetical?”—
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1027
That your virtue is your Self, and not an outward thing, a skin, or a cloak: that is the truth from the basis of your souls, ye virtuous ones!—
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 826
Upward goeth our course from genera on to super-genera. But a horror to us is the degenerating sense, which saith: “All for myself.”
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2224
At their gloomy sages did I bid them laugh, and whoever had sat admonishing as a black scarecrow on the tree of life.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 25
Looking back now, I find that exactly two months previous to this inspiration, I had had an omen of its coming in the form of a sudden and decisive alteration in my tastes—more particularly in music. It would even be possible to consider all ‘Zarathustra’ as a musical composition. At all events, a very necessary condition in its production was a renaissance in myself of the art of hearing.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 3299
“They have all of them become PIOUS again, they PRAY, they are mad!”—said he, and was astonished beyond measure. And forsooth! all these higher men, the two kings, the pope out of service, the evil magician, the voluntary beggar, the wanderer and shadow, the old soothsayer, the spiritually conscientious one, and the ugliest man—they all lay on their knees like children and credulous old women, and worshipped the ass. And just then began the ugliest man to gurgle and snort, as if something unutterable in him tried to find expression; when, however, he had actually found words, behold! it was a pious, strange litany in praise of the adored and censed ass. And the litany sounded thus:
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1772
“Look at this gateway! Dwarf!” I continued, “it hath two faces. Two roads come together here: these hath no one yet gone to the end of.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 2236
There was it also where I picked up from the path the word “Superman,” and that man is something that must be surpassed.
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 1638
Ah, if I were on my guard against man, how could man be an anchor to my ball! Too easily would I be pulled upwards and away!
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 60
My most creative moments were always accompanied by unusual muscular activity. The body is inspired: let us waive the question of the ‘soul.’ I might often have been seen dancing in those days. Without a suggestion of fatigue I could then walk for seven or eight hours on end among the hills. I slept well and laughed well—I was perfectly robust and patient.”
Thus Spoke Zarathustra, passage 661
Not the neighbour do I teach you, but the friend. Let the friend be the festival of the earth to you, and a foretaste of the Superman.