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Updated: May 10, 2025


One of these days you're going to come to me and say: 'George, you were right. I take the count. Me for the quiet sneak to the station, without anybody knowing, and the break for London, and the wedding at the registrar's. Oh, I know! I couldn't have loved you all this time and not know. You're weakening." The trouble with these supermen is that they lack reticence. They do not know how to omit.

Archangels spoke in it; it was magnificently beautiful before all other sounds; it was invested with the intelligence of supermen of planets of other suns; it was the voice of God, seducing and commanding to be heard. And the everlasting miracle of that interstellar metal!

Oh, we are going a long way with these Socialists, we are going to discover a new world of social relationships and then, and then, like a mighty wave; will flow in upon us a renewed and more wonderful sense of the worth of the individual human soul. A new individualism, bringing with it, perhaps, some faint realization of our dreams of a race of Supermen, lies just beyond!

'Sausage-eaters' what a phrase to describe those eagle-helmeted supermen of Prussia's cavalry! And this little island of pipe-smoking, country-side philosophers and pampered, sport-loving youth this was the country, heart of a crumbling empire, that had ordered the gray torrent of Germany to alter its course and flow back to its own confines. It was absurd. It was grotesque.

When we really got into the heat of things and the work was actually being done, we were not afraid: we were too busy; we were 'supermen. The time when we were all legs and arms and head, and all of them were being blown away wholesale was when the shells whined over while we had a rest hour and were trying to sleep, or in the cold, dim dawn when we stumbled out stiff, hungry, and sleepy.

I am far from supposing that the old Germany of Goethe and Schiller and Lessing is not still latent indeed, we know that one Professor suggested at a recent Nietzsche anniversary that the Germans should try to rise not to Supermen but to Men, and that another now lies in prison for explaining in his "Biologie des Krieges" that the real objection to war is simply that it compels men to act unlike men.

And when it was far on in the dead of night so that even the lake and the trees were hushed in sleep, I took Weejee out and but there is no need to give the details of it. And the Sopleys are still wondering where Weejee has gone to, and waiting for him to come back, because he is so clever at finding his way. But from where Weejee is, no one finds his way back. XIV. Sidelights on the Supermen.

It is a miracle to think that only five hundred miles of earth separate two epochs that are really ages and ages apart. "It is stupendous, Perry! But still more stupendous is the power that you and I wield in this great world. These people look upon us as little less than supermen. We must show them that we are all of that. "We must give them the best that we have, Perry."

Here is a "moral landscape of the dark Russian soul," and an exemplification in the Prince Myshkin of The Idiot, who is evidently an attempt to portray a latter-day Christ. Raskolnikov in Crime and Punishment, like Rogozhin in The Idiot, Stavrogin in The Possessed were supermen before Nietzsche, but all half mad.

It disposes of all the dreary doubts of the Anti-Socialists about men not yet being angels, and all the yet drearier hopes of the Socialists about men soon being supermen. I do not admit that private property is a concession to baseness and selfishness; I think it is a point of honour. I think it is the most truly popular of all points of honour.

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