I love him who loveth his virtue: for virtue is the will to down-going, and an arrow of longing.
I love him who reserveth no share of spirit for himself, but wanteth to be wholly the spirit of his virtue: thus walketh he as spirit over the bridge.
I love him who maketh his virtue his inclination and destiny: thus, for the sake of his virtue, he is willing to live on, or liveno more.
I love him who desireth not too many virtues. One virtue is more of a virtue than two, because it is more of a knot for one's destiny to cling to.
I love him whose soul is lavish, who wanteth no thanks anadoth not give back: for he always bestoweth, and desireth not to keep for himself.
excerpt from: Nietzsche, "Also spoke Zarathustra",
[translation Thomas Common, Modern Library New York]
Zarathustra
Listen here to the podcast. From “Thus Spoke Zarathustra”, Nietzsche, [translation Thomas Common, Modern Library New York]






