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And once more began Zarathustra to speak. "O my new friends," said he,-"ye strange ones, ye higher men, how well do ye now please me,-
-Since ye have again become joyful! Ye have, verily, all blossomed forth: it seemeth to me that for such flowers as you, new festivals are required.
-A little valiant nonsense, some divine service and ass-festival, some old joyful Zarathustra fool, some blusterer to blow your souls bright.
Forget not this night and this ass-festival, ye higher men! That did ye devise when with me, that do I take as a good omen,-such things only the convalescents devise!
And should ye celebrate it again, this ass-festival, do it from love to yourselves, do it also from love to me! And in remembrance of me!"
Thus spake Zarathustra.
| Thus Spake Zarathustra | |