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3.79 AVERAGE
3.79 AVERAGE
Self help for megalomaniac romantic depressives.
I loved this, I loathed this.
I loved this, I loathed this.
Classic! Great book!
I would recommend to all
4.1/5
I would recommend to all
4.1/5
Najiskrenije, smatram da sam požurio sa čitanjem ovog dela i da još nisam spreman da ga shvatim kako bi trebalo te zato za sad ostaje neocenjeno.
informative
inspiring
medium-paced
challenging
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
dark
inspiring
mysterious
Not sure if I can give a proper review to this book. Intellectually its contents are way too vast for me to give a coherent picture on, and even if I tried others have surely done it better. I can however speak on the experience that reading the book entailed, which is nothing short of reoccurring amazement. I'm honestly starting to doubt whether it's the books or myself after all the 5-stars, but reading books like this just brings me to a place of deep calmness. Especially here, you can really sense the passion and pure joy that Nietzsche brought into the pages. More poetry than philosophy, art than literature, emotional than intellectual, Zarathustra glows of something deeply human.
This is supposed to make the most sense after you read all of Nietzsche's other works, but after starting a few of his this seemed to be the most interesting to dive into. Some great lines but the style of writing was strange and I didn't really enjoy the second half of it.
"Ten times must thou laugh during the day, and be cheerful ; otherwise thy stomach, the father of affliction, will disturb thee in the night."
"Your bad love to yourselves maketh solitude a prison to you."
"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."
"Creating— that is the great salvation from suffering, and life’s alleviation. But for the creator to appear, suffering itself is needed, and much transformation. Yea, much bitter dying must there be in your life, ye creators ! Thus are ye advocates and justifiers of all perishableness."
"But a home have I found nowhere: unsettled am I in all cities, and decamping at all gates. Alien to me, and a mockery, are the present-day men, to whom of late my heart impelled me; and exiled am I from fatherlands and motherlands. Thus do I love only my CHILDREN’S LAND, the undiscovered in the remotest sea: for it do I bid my sails search and search. Unto my children will I make amends for being the child of my fathers: and unto all the future—for THIS present-day!— Thus spake Zarathustra"
"Courage is the best slayer: courage slayeth also fellow-suffering. Fellow-suffering, however, is the deepest abyss: as deeply as man looketh into life, so deeply also doth he look into suffering. Courage, however, is the best slayer, courage which attacketh: it slayeth even death itself; for it saith: “WAS THAT life? Well! Once more!” In such speech, however, there is much sound of triumph. He who hath ears to hear, let him hear."
"Ten times must thou laugh during the day, and be cheerful ; otherwise thy stomach, the father of affliction, will disturb thee in the night."
"Your bad love to yourselves maketh solitude a prison to you."
"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."
"Creating— that is the great salvation from suffering, and life’s alleviation. But for the creator to appear, suffering itself is needed, and much transformation. Yea, much bitter dying must there be in your life, ye creators ! Thus are ye advocates and justifiers of all perishableness."
"But a home have I found nowhere: unsettled am I in all cities, and decamping at all gates. Alien to me, and a mockery, are the present-day men, to whom of late my heart impelled me; and exiled am I from fatherlands and motherlands. Thus do I love only my CHILDREN’S LAND, the undiscovered in the remotest sea: for it do I bid my sails search and search. Unto my children will I make amends for being the child of my fathers: and unto all the future—for THIS present-day!— Thus spake Zarathustra"
"Courage is the best slayer: courage slayeth also fellow-suffering. Fellow-suffering, however, is the deepest abyss: as deeply as man looketh into life, so deeply also doth he look into suffering. Courage, however, is the best slayer, courage which attacketh: it slayeth even death itself; for it saith: “WAS THAT life? Well! Once more!” In such speech, however, there is much sound of triumph. He who hath ears to hear, let him hear."
adventurous
challenging
funny
hopeful
informative
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
This book has more than earned its reputation as a beautiful catastrophe. It's definitely a slog, and whether it's worth it is up for debate as far as I'm concerned, but it's still very often intellectually stimulating, aesthetically breathtaking, and deeply profound.
adventurous
informative
reflective
slow-paced