squatteth

Updated: May 26, 2025

And many of you would tumble over if ye but heard the loud beating of my drums. Moreover, ye are not sufficiently beautiful and well-born for me. I require pure, smooth mirrors for my doctrines; on your surface even mine own likeness is distorted. On your shoulders presseth many a burden, many a recollection; many a mischievous dwarf squatteth in your corners.

Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche - Thus Spake Zarathustra : A book for all and none