Ainsi Parlait Zarathoustra

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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cesse _moi_; il fallut me venger d'un pareil témoin -
si non cesser de vivre moi-même.

Le Dieu qui voyait tout, _même l'homme_: ce Dieu devait mourir!
L'homme ne _supporte_ pas qu'un pareil témoin vive."

Ainsi parlait le plus laid des hommes. Mais Zarathoustra se leva et
s'apprêtait à partir: car il était glacé jusque dans les entrailles.

"Etre innommable, dit-il, tu m'as détourné de suivre ton chemin. Pour
te récompenser, je te recommande le mien. Regarde, c'est là-haut
qu'est la caverne de Zarathoustra.

Ma caverne est grande et profonde et elle a beaucoup de recoins; le
plus caché y trouve sa cachette. Et près de là il y a cent crevasses
et cent réduits pour les animaux qui rampent, qui voltigent et qui

O banni qui t'es bannis toi-même, tu ne veux plus vivre au milieu des
hommes et de la pitié des hommes? Eh bien! fais comme moi! Ainsi tu
apprendras aussi de moi; seul celui qui agit apprend.

Commence tout d'abord par t'entretenir avec mes animaux! L'animal le
plus fier et l'animal le plus rusé - qu'ils soient pour nous deux les
véritables conseillers!" -

Ainsi parlait Zarathoustra et il continua son chemin, plus pensif
qu'auparavant et plus lentement, car il se demandait beaucoup de choses
et ne trouvait pas aisément de réponses.

"Comme l'homme est misérable! pensait-il en son coeur, comme il est
laid, gonflé de fiel et plein de honte cachée!

On me dit que l'homme s'aime soi-même: hélas, combien doit être grand
cet amour de soi! Combien de mépris n'a-t-il pas à vaincre!

Celui-là aussi s'aimait en se méprisant, - il est pour moi un grand
amoureux et un grand mépriseur.

Je n'ai jamais rencontré personne qui se méprisât plus profondément:
_cela_ aussi est de la hauteur. Hélas! _celui-là_ était-il peut-être
l'homme supérieur, dont j'ai entendu le cri de détresse?

J'aime les hommes du grand mépris. L'homme cependant est quelque chose
qui doit-être surmonté." -


Lorsque Zarathoustra eut quitté le plus laid des hommes, il se sentit
glacé et solitaire: car bien des pensées glaciales solitaires lui
passèrent par l'esprit, en sorte que ses membres, à cause de cela,
devinrent froids eux aussi. Mais comme il grimpait toujours plus loin,
par monts et par vaux, tantôt le long de verts pâturages, parfois aussi
sur de ravins pierreux et sauvages, dont un torrent impétueux avait
jadis fait son lit: son coeur finit par se réchauffer et par se

"Que m'est-il donc arrivé? se demanda-t-il, quelque chose de chaud et
de vivant me réconforte, il faut que ce soit dans mon voisinage.


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