Many die too late, and some die too early. Yet strange soundeth the precept: "Die at the right time!
Die at the right time: so teacheth Zarathustra
To be sure, he who never liveth at the right time, how could he ever die at the right time? Would that he might never be born!—Thus do I advise the superfluous ones
But even the superfluous ones make much ado about their death, and even the hollowest nut wanteth to be cracked
Every one regardeth dying as a great matter: but as yet death is not a festival. Not yet have people learned to inaugurate the finest festivals
The consummating death I show unto you, which becometh a stimulus and promise to the living
His death, dieth the consummating one triumphantly, surrounded by hoping and promising ones
Thus should one learn to die; and there should be no festival at which such a dying one doth not consecrate the oaths of the living!
Thus to die is best; the next best, however, is to die in battle, and sacrifice a great soul
But to the fighter equally hateful as to the victor, is your grinning death which stealeth nigh like a thief,—and yet cometh as master
My death, praise I unto you, the voluntary death, which cometh unto me because I want it
And when shall I want it?—He that hath a goal and an heir, wanteth death at the right time for the goal and the heir
And out of reverence for the goal and the heir, he will hang up no more withered wreaths in the sanctuary of life
Die at the right time: so teacheth Zarathustra
To be sure, he who never liveth at the right time, how could he ever die at the right time? Would that he might never be born!—Thus do I advise the superfluous ones
But even the superfluous ones make much ado about their death, and even the hollowest nut wanteth to be cracked
Every one regardeth dying as a great matter: but as yet death is not a festival. Not yet have people learned to inaugurate the finest festivals
The consummating death I show unto you, which becometh a stimulus and promise to the living
His death, dieth the consummating one triumphantly, surrounded by hoping and promising ones
Thus should one learn to die; and there should be no festival at which such a dying one doth not consecrate the oaths of the living!
Thus to die is best; the next best, however, is to die in battle, and sacrifice a great soul
But to the fighter equally hateful as to the victor, is your grinning death which stealeth nigh like a thief,—and yet cometh as master
My death, praise I unto you, the voluntary death, which cometh unto me because I want it
And when shall I want it?—He that hath a goal and an heir, wanteth death at the right time for the goal and the heir
And out of reverence for the goal and the heir, he will hang up no more withered wreaths in the sanctuary of life
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