إنسان مفرط في إنسانيته | فريدريك نيتشه

It is only another step for healing, and the soul approaches life again, it is true that its approach is slow, tainted by disobedience and doubt, but there is warmth and joy flowing again, as feelings of friendship require depth, the atmosphere here is good wherever he is, and one feels as if his eyes are open to Persistence, and amazement overwhelmed him as he sat in resonant silence: Where was he? What are these things in front of him and around him, and how have they changed for him? Behold, gratefully turning back, grateful for his wandering, his exile and his intensity, staring away and soaring like a bird in the liver of the sky, how much fortune betrayed him, how sensitive and pallid he was always in his dwelling, knowing no way out of his condition! He was another person, no doubt his own.