Free Thus Spoke Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche, R. J. Hollingdale Page B

mistrust and calumny among your virtues is necessary.
    Behold how each of your virtues desires the highest place: it wants your entire spirit, that your spirit may be its herald, it wants your entire strength in anger, hate, and love.
    Every virtue is jealous of the others, and jealousy is a terrible thing. Even virtues can be destroyed through jealousy.
    He whom the flames of jealousy surround at last turns his poisoned sting against himself, like the scorpion.
    Ah my brother, have you never yet seen a virtue turn upon itself and stab itself?
    Man is something that must be overcome: and for that reason you must love your virtues – for you will perish by them.
    Thus spoke Zarathustra.

Of the Pale Criminal
    Y OU do not intend to kill, you judges and sacrificers, before the beast has bowed its neck? Behold, the pale criminal has bowed his neck: from his eye speaks the great contempt.
    ‘My Ego is something that should be overcome: my Ego is to me the great contempt of man’: that is what this eye says.
    He judged himself – that was his supreme moment: do not let the exalted man relapse again into his lowly condition!
    There is no redemption for him who thus suffers from himself, except it be a quick death.
    Your killing, you judges, should be a mercy and not a revenge. And since you kill, see to it that you yourselves justify life!
    It is not sufficient that you should be reconciled with him you kill. May your sorrow be love for the Superman: thus will you justify your continuing to live!
    You should say ‘enemy’, but not ‘miscreant’; you should say ‘invalid’, but not ‘scoundrel’; you should say ‘fool’, but not ‘sinner’.
    And you, scarlet judge, if you would speak aloud all you have done in thought, everyone would cry: ‘Away with this filth and poisonous snake!’
    But the thought is one thing, the deed is another, and another yet is the image of the deed. The wheel of causality does not roll between them.
    An image made this pale man pale. He was equal to his deed when he did it: but he could not endure its image after it was done.
    Now for evermore he saw himself as the perpetrator of one deed. I call this madness: in him the exception has become the rule.
    The chalk-line charmed the hen; the blow he struck charmed his simple mind – I call this madness after the deed.
    Listen, you judges! There is another madness as well; and it comes before the deed. Ah, you have not crept deep enough into this soul!
    Thus says the scarlet judge: ‘Why did this criminal murder? He wanted to steal.’ But I tell you: his soul wanted blood not booty: he thirsted for the joy of the knife!
    But his simple mind did not understand this madness and it persuaded him otherwise. ‘What is the good of blood?’ it said. ‘Will you not at least commit a theft too? Take a revenge?’
    And he hearkened to his simple mind: its words lay like lead upon him – then he robbed as he murdered. He did not want to be ashamed of his madness.
    And now again the lead of his guilt lies upon him, and again his simple mind is so numb, so paralysed, so heavy.
    If only he could shake his head his burden would roll off: but who can shake this head?
    What is this man? A heap of diseases that reach out into the world through the spirit: there they want to catch their prey.
    What is this man? A knot of savage serpents that are seldom at peace among themselves – thus they go forth alone to seek prey in the world.
    Behold this poor body! This poor soul interpreted to itself what this body suffered and desired – it interpreted it as lust for murder and greed for the joy of the knife.
    The evil which is now evil overtakes him who now becomes sick: he wants to do harm with that which harms him. But there have been other ages and another evil and good.
    Once doubt and the will to Self were evil. Then the invalid became heretic and witch: as heretic and witch he suffered and wanted to cause suffering.
    But this will not enter your ears: you