Ainsi Parlait Zarathoustra

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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une lumière et demanda: "Qui
vient vers moi et vers mon mauvais sommeil?"

"Un vivant et un mort, dit Zarathoustra. Donnez-moi à manger et à
boire, j'ai oublié de le faire pendant le jour. Qui donne à manger aux
affamés réconforte sa propre âme: ainsi parle la sagesse."

Le vieux se retire, mais il revint aussitôt, et offrit à Zarathoustra
du pain et du vin: "C'est une méchante contrée pour ceux qui ont faim,
dit-il; c'est pourquoi j'habite ici. Hommes et bêtes viennent à moi,
le solitaire. Mais invite aussi ton compagnon à manger et à boire, il
est plus fatigué que toi." Zarathoustra répondit: "Mon compagnon est
mort, je l'y déciderais difficilement."

"Cela m'est égal, dit le vieux en grognant; qui frappe à ma porte doit
prendre ce que je lui offre. Mangez et portez-vous bien!"

Ensuite Zarathoustra marcha de nouveau pendant deux heures, se fiant à
la route et à la clarté des étoiles: car il avait l'habitude des
marches nocturnes et aimait à regarder en face tout ce qui dort. Quand
le matin commença à poindre, Zarathoustra se trouvait dans une forêt
profonde et aucun chemin ne se dessinait plus devant lui. Alors il
plaça le corps dans un arbre creux, à la hauteur de sa tête - car il
voulait le protéger contre les loups - et il se coucha lui-même à terre
sur la mousse. Et aussitôt il s'endormi, fatigué de corps, mais l'âme
tranquille.


9.


Zarathoustra dormit longtemps et non seulement l'aurore passa sur son
visage, mais encore le matin. Enfin ses yeux s'ouvrirent et avec
étonnement Zarathoustra jeta un regard sur la forêt et dans le
silence, avec étonnement il regarda en lui-même. Puis il se leva à la
hâte, comme un matelot qui tout à coup voit la terre, et il poussa un
cri d'allégresse: car il avait découvert une vérité nouvelle. Et il
parla à son coeur et il lui dit:

Mes yeux se sont ouverts: J'ai besoin de compagnons, de compagnons
vivants, - non point de compagnons morts et de cadavres que je porte
avec moi où je veux.

Mais j'ai besoin de compagnons vivants qui me suivent, parce qu'ils
veulent se suivre eux-mêmes - partout où je vais.

Mes yeux se sont ouverts: Ce n'est pas à la foule que doit parler
Zarathoustra, mais à des compagnons! Zarathoustra ne doit pas être le
berger et le chien d'un troupeau!

C'est pour enlever beaucoup de brebis du troupeau que je suis venu. Le
peuple et le troupeau s'irriteront contre moi: Zarathoustra veut être
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