But like infection is the petty thought: it creeps and hides, and wants to be nowhere--until the whole body is decayed and withered by the petty infection... Thus spoke Zarathustra.
But like infection is the petty thought: it creeps and hides, and wants to be nowhere--until the whole body is decayed and withered by the petty infection... Thus spoke Zarathustra.
When Zarathustra was alone ... he said to his heart 'Could it be possible This old saint in the forest hath not yet heard of it, that God is dead'
I am nobody's disciple. I don't belong to any belief system. I love people from all over the world and I never compare them. They are all unique, a Zarathustra is a Zarathustra, a Mahavira is a Mahavira, a Buddha is a Buddha, a Jesus is a Jesus, a Moses is a Moses... they are so unique that you should not make one of them a criterion that everybody else has to fit with.
Do you call yourself free I want to hear your ruling idea, and not that you have escaped from a yoke. . . . Free from what Zarathustra does not care about that But your eye should clearly tell me free for what
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