“I love them that are great in scorn, because these are they that are great in reverence, and _arrows of longing toward the other shore!”_ * * * * * And here ended the first speech of Zarathustra. * * * * * “The air thin and clear, the danger nigh, and the spirit filled with a joyful mischief; these things go well together. “I will have gnomes about me, for I am merry.... “I feel no more with you; these clouds which I see under me, these clouds black and heavy over which I laugh--just these are your storm-clouds. “You gaze upward if you long for exaltation. I gaze downward because I am exalted. “Who among you can both laugh and be exalted? “Who climbs upon the highest mountains, he laughs at all sorrow-play and sorrow-reality. “Bold, untroubled, mocking, full of power--so will wisdom have us; she is a woman and loves always but the warrior. “You say to me: 'Life is hard to bear.' But for what had you your pride in the morning, and in the evening your submission?... “I would believe only in a god who knew how to dance. “And when I saw my devil, I found him earnest, profound, deep, solemn; he was the Spirit of Heaviness--through him fail all things. “Not by anger, but by laughing, one kills. Up, let us kill the Spirit of Heaviness!...” * * * * * “Free dost thou call thyself? Thy ruling thoughts will I hear, and not that thou hast escaped a yoke. “Art thou such a one that _can_ escape a yoke? “Free from what? What is that to Zarathustra! Clear shall your eye tell me: free _to_ what? “Canst thou give to thyself thy good and thine evil, and hang thy will above thee as thy law? Canst thou be thine own judge, and avenger of thy law? “Fearful it is to be alone with the judge and the avenger of thy law. So is a stone flung out into empty space and into the icy breath of isolation.-- “Dost thou know truly, my brother, the word scorn? And the pain of thy righteousness, to be just that which thou dost scorn?...” * * * * * “As I lay in sleep a sheep ate up the ivy crown of my head--ate and then said: 'Zarathustra is no more a scholar.' “Said it and went strutting away, and proud. A child told it to me.... “This is the truth. I am gone out of the house of the scholars, and have slammed to the door behind me.... “I am too hot, and burning with my own thoughts; oft will it take away my breath. I must into the open and out of all dusty rooms. “But they sit cool in cool shadows; they wish in all things to be but spectators, and guard themselves lest they sit where the sun burns the steps. “Like those who stand upon the street and stare at the people who go by; so they wait also and stare at the thoughts that others have thought.