—The soul fleeing from itself, which overtaketh itself in the widest circuit; the wisest soul, unto which folly speaketh most sweetly:⁠—

—The soul most self-loving, in which all things have their current and countercurrent, their ebb and their flow:⁠—oh, how could the loftiest soul fail to have the worst parasites?

O my brethren, am I then cruel? But I say: What falleth, that shall one also push!

Everything of today⁠—it falleth, it decayeth; who would preserve it! But I⁠—I wish also to push it!

Know ye the delight which rolleth stones into precipitous depths?⁠—Those men of today, see just how they roll into my depths!

A prelude am I to better players, O my brethren! An example! Do according to mine example!