Thus Spake Zarathustra - Penn State University

Thus Spake Zarathustra—My happiness itself do I throw out into all places far because it doth not hound and hurry me, but leaveth meand wide ‘twixt orient, noontide, and occident, to see if time for merriment and mischief; so that I have to-daymany human fish will not learn to hug and tug at my ascended this high mountain to catch fish.happiness;—Did ever any one catch fish upon high mountains? AndUntil, biting at my sharp hidden hooks, they have to though it be a folly what I here seek and do, it is bettercome up unto my height, the motleyest abyss-groundlings, so than that down below I should become solemn withto the wickedest of all fishers of men.waiting, and green and yellow—For this am I from the heart and from the beginning— —A posturing wrath-snorter with waiting, a holy howlstormfrom the mountains, an impatient one that shoutethdrawing, hither-drawing, upward-drawing, upbringing; adrawer, a trainer, a training-master, who not in vain counselledhimself once on a time: “Become what thou art!” with the scourge of God!”down into the valleys: “Hearken, else I will scourge youThus may men now come UP to me; for as yet do I Not that I would have a grudge against such wrathfulawait the signs that it is time for my down-going; as yet ones on that account: they are well enough for laughterdo I not myself go down, as I must do, amongst men. to me! Impatient must they now be, those big alarmdrums,which find a voice now or never!Therefore do I here wait, crafty and scornful upon highmountains, no impatient one, no patient one; rather one Myself, however, and my fate—we do not talk to thewho hath even unlearnt patience, —because he no longer Present, neither do we talk to the Never: for talking we“suffereth.”have patience and time and more than time. For one dayFor my fate giveth me time: it hath forgotten me perhaps?Or doth it sit behind a big stone and catch flies? What must one day come and may not pass by? Ourmust it yet come, and may not pass by.And verily, I am well-disposed to mine eternal fate, great Hazar, that is to say, our great, remote human-216