Ainsi Parlait Zarathoustra

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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si la
sagesse d'oiseau de ma liberté est venue: - car ainsi parle la sagesse
de l'oiseau: "Voici il n'y a pas d'en haut, il n'y a pas d'en bas!
Jette-toi çà et là, en avant, en arrière, toi qui es léger! Chante! ne
parle plus! - "toutes les paroles ne sont-elles pas faites pour ceux
qui sont lourds? Toutes les paroles ne mentent-elles pas à celui qui
est léger? Chante! ne parle plus!" -

O comment ne serais-je pas ardent de l'éternité, ardent du nuptial
anneau des anneaux, l'anneau du devenir et du retour?

Jamais encore je n'ai trouvé la femme de qui je voudrais avoir des
enfants, si ce n'est cette femme que j'aime: car je t'aime, ô éternité!

Car je t'aime, ô Éternité!


_Hélas, où fit-on sur la terre plus de folies que parmi les
miséricordieux, et qu'est-ce qui fit plus de mal sur la terre que la
folie des miséricordieux?
Malheur à tous ceux qui aiment sans avoir une hauteur qui est au-dessus
de leur pitié!
Ainsi me dit un jour le diable: "Dieu aussi a son enfer: c'est son
amour des hommes."
Et dernièrement je l'ai entendu dire ces mots: "Dieu est mort; c'est sa
pitié des hommes qui a tué Dieu."
Zarathoustra, des Miséricordieux.


- Et de nouveau des mois et des années passèrent sur l'âme de
Zarathoustra et il ne s'en apercevait pas; ses cheveux cependant
devenaient blancs. Un jour qu'il était assis sur une pierre devant sa
caverne, regardant en silence dans le lointain - car de ce point on
voyait la mer, bien loin par-dessus des abîmes tortueux, - ses animaux
pensifs tournèrent autour de lui et finirent par se placer devant lui.

"O Zarathoustra, dirent-ils, cherches-tu des yeux ton bonheur? -
Qu'importe le bonheur, répondit-il, il y a longtemps que je n'aspire
plus au bonheur, j'aspire à mon oeuvre. - O Zarathoustra, reprirent
derechef les animaux, tu dis cela comme quelqu'un qui est saturé de
bien. N'es-tu pas couché dans un lac de bonheur teinté d'azur? -
Petits espiègles, répondit Zarathoustra en souriant, comme vous avez
bien choisi la parabole! Mais vous savez aussi que mon bonheur est
lourd et qu'il n'est pas comme une vague mobile: il me pousse et il ne
veut pas s'en aller de moi, adhérent comme de la poix fondue." -

Alors ses animaux pensifs tournèrent derechef autour de lui, et de
nouveau ils se placèrent devant lui. "O Zarathoustra, dirent-ils,
c'est donc à cause de cela que tu deviens toujours plus jaune et plus
foncé, quoique tes cheveux se donnent des airs

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