my brothers, what small domains have even the most spacious souls hitherto been!
Characters of blood did they write on the way they went, and their folly taught that truth is proved by blood.
But blood is the very worst witness to truth; blood taints the purest teaching, and turns it into delusion and hatred of heart.
And when a person goes through fire for his teaching- what does that prove! It is more, verily, when out of one's own burning comes one's own teaching!
Sultry heart and cold head; where these meet, there arises the blusterer, the "Saviour."
Greater ones, verily, have there been, and higher-born ones, than those whom the people call saviours, those rapturous blusterers!
And by still greater ones than any of the saviours must you be saved, my brothers, if you would find the way to freedom!
Never yet has there been a Superman. Naked have I seen both of them, the greatest man and the small man:-
All-too-similar are they still to each other. Even the greatest found I- all-too-human!-
Thus spoke Zarathustra.
27. The Virtuous
WITH thunder and heavenly fireworks must one speak to indolent and somnolent senses.
But beauty's voice speaks gently: it appeals only to the most awakened souls.
