Thus Spake Zarathustra | ||
7.
It is not enough for me that the lightning no longer doeth harm. I do not wish to conduct it away: it shall learn-to work for me.-
My wisdom hath accumulated long like a cloud, it becometh stiller and darker. So doeth all wisdom which shall one day bear lightnings.-
Unto these men of today will I not be light, nor be called light. Them-will I blind: lightning of my wisdom! put out their eyes!
Thus Spake Zarathustra | ||