Therefore do I tear at your web, that your rage may lure you out of your den of lies, and that your revenge may leap forth from behind your word “justice.”

Because, for man to be redeemed from revenge ⁠—that is for me the bridge to the highest hope, and a rainbow after long storms.

Otherwise, however, would the tarantulas have it. “Let it be very justice for the world to become full of the storms of our vengeance”⁠—thus do they talk to one another.

“Vengeance will we use, and insult, against all who are not like us”⁠—thus do the tarantula-hearts pledge themselves.

“And ‘Will to Equality’⁠—that itself shall henceforth be the name of virtue; and against all that hath power will we raise an outcry!”