Ainsi Parlait Zarathoustra

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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espoir dise: "Oh! que je mette au monde le Surhumain!"

Qu'il y ait de la vaillance dans votre amour! Armée de votre amour
vous irez au-devant de celui qui vous inspire la peur.

Qu'en votre amour vous mettiez votre honneur. La femme du reste sait
peu de choses de l'honneur. Mais que ce soit votre honneur d'aimer
toujours plus que vous êtes aimées, et de ne jamais venir en seconde

Que l'homme redoute la femme, quand elle aime: c'est alors qu'elle
fait tous les sacrifices et toute autre chose lui paraît sans valeur.

Que l'homme redoute la femme, quand elle hait: car au fond du coeur
l'homme n'est que méchant, mais au fond du coeur la femme est mauvaise.

Qui la femme hait-elle le plus? - Ainsi parlait le fer à l'aimant:
"Je te hais le plus parce que tu attires, mais que tu n'es pas assez
fort pour attacher à toi."

Le bonheur de l'homme est: je veux; le bonheur de la femme est: il veut.

"Voici, le monde vient d'être parfait!" - ainsi pense toute femme qui
obéit dans la plénitude de son amour.

Et il faut que la femme obéisse et qu'elle trouve une profondeur à sa
surface. L'âme de la femme est surface, une couche d'eau mobile et
orageuse sur un bas-fond.

Mais l'âme de l'homme est profonde, son flot mugit dans les cavernes
souterraines: la femme pressent la puissance de l'homme, mais elle ne
la comprend pas. -

Alors la vieille femme me répondit: "Zarathoustra a dit mainte chose
gentille, surtout pour celles qui sont assez jeunes pour les entendre.

Chose étrange, Zarathoustra connaît peu les femmes, et pourtant il dit
vrai quand il parle d'elles! Serait-ce parce que chez les femmes nulle
chose n'est impossible?

Et maintenant, reçois en récompense une petite vérité! Je suis assez
vieille pour te la dire!

Enveloppe-la bien et clos-lui le bec: autrement elle criera trop fort,
cette petite vérité."

"Donne-moi, femme, ta petite vérité!" dis-je. Et voici ce que me dit
la vieille femme:

"Tu vas chez les femmes? N'oublie pas le fouet!" -

Ainsi parlait Zarathoustra.


Un jour Zarathoustra s'était endormi sous un figuier, car il faisait
chaud, et il avait ramené le bras sur son visage. Mais une vipère le
mordit au cou, ce qui fit pousser un cri de douleur à Zarathoustra.
Lorsqu'il eut
enlevé le bras de son visage, il regarda le serpent: alors le serpent
reconnut les yeux de Zarathoustra, il se tordit maladroitement et
voulut s'éloigner. "Non point, dit Zarathoustra, je ne t'ai pas encore

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