Thus Spake Zarathustra - Penn State University

Thus Spake ZarathustraAnd I myself—do I thereby want to be man’s accuser? caved in; everything living became to me human dustAh, mine animals, this only have I learned hitherto, that and bones and mouldering past.for man his baddest is necessary for his best,—My sighing sat on all human graves, and could no longer—That all that is baddest is the best power, and the arise: my sighing and questioning croaked and choked,hardest stone for the highest creator; and that man must and gnawed and nagged day and night:become better and badder:——”Ah, man returneth eternally! The small man returnethNot to this torture-stake was I tied, that I know man is eternally!”bad,—but I cried, as no one hath yet cried:Naked had I once seen both of them, the greatest man“Ah, that his baddest is so very small! Ah, that his best and the smallest man: all too like one another—all toois so very small!”human, even the greatest man!The great disgust at man—it strangled me and had All too small, even the greatest man!—that was mycrept into my throat: and what the soothsayer had presaged:“All is alike, nothing is worth while, knowledge est man!—that was my disgust at all existence!disgust at man! And the eternal return also of the small-strangleth.”Ah, Disgust! Disgust! Disgust!—Thus spake Zarathustra,A long twilight limped on before me, a fatally weary, and sighed and shuddered; for he remembered his sickness.Then did his animals prevent him from speaking fur-fatally intoxicated sadness, which spake with yawningmouth.ther.“Eternally he returneth, the man of whom thou art “Do not speak further, thou convalescent!”—so answeredhis animals, “but go out where the world waitethweary, the small man”—so yawned my sadness, anddragged its foot and could not go to sleep.for thee like a garden.A cavern, became the human earth to me; its breast Go out unto the roses, the bees, and the flocks of202