Zarathustra, however, looked at the people and wondered.Then he spoke thus:Man is a rope stretched between the animal and the Superman--a rope over an abyss.A dangerous crossing, a dangerous wayfaring, a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling and halting.What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal: what is lovable in man is that he is an OVER-GOING and a DOWN-GOING.I love those that know not how to live except as down-goers, for they are the over-goers.I love the great despisers, because they are the great adorers, and arrows of longing for the other shore.I love those who do not first seek a reason beyond the stars for going down and being sacrifices,but sacrifice themselves to the earth, that the earth of the Superman may hereafter arrive.I love him who lives in order to know, and seeks to know in order that the Superman may hereafter live.Thus seeks he his own down-going.I love him who labors and invents, that he may build the house for the Superman,and prepare for him earth, animal, and plant: for thus seeks he his own down-going.I love him who loves his virtue: for virtue is the will to down-going, and an arrow of longing.
