Page:Thus Spake Zarathustra - Alexander Tille - 1896.djvu/43

 ZARATHUSTRA S INTRODUCTORY SPEECH 9

I love him who loveth his virtue : for virtue is will to destruction and an arrow of longing.

I love him who keepeth no drop of spirit for him- self, but willeth to be entirely the spirit of his virtue : thus as a spirit crosseth he the bridge.

I love him who maketh his virtue his inclination and his fate : thus for the sake of his virtue he willeth to live longer and live no more.

I love him who yearneth not after too many virtues. One virtue is more than two because it is so much the more a knot on which to hang fate.

I love him whose soul wasteth itself, who neither wanteth thanks nor returneth aught : for he always giveth and seeketh nothing to keep of himself.

I love him who is ashamed when the dice are thrown in his favour and who then asketh : am I a cheat in playing? for he desireth to perish.

I love him who streweth golden words before his deeds and perf ormeth still more than his promise ; for he seeketh his own destruction.

I love him who justifieth the future ones and saveth the past ones; for he seeketh to perish on account of the present ones.

I love him who chastiseth his God because he loveth his God ; for he must perish on account of the wrath of his God.

I love him whose soul is deep even when wounded

�� �