Zarathustra leaves no room for doubt here: he says that it was precisely knowing the good people, the ‘best’ people, that made him shudder before humanity as a whole; it was this revulsion that gave him the wings ‘on which to soar into distant futures’*—he makes no secret of the fact that his type of man, a relatively superhuman type, is superhuman precisely in relation to the good, that the good and the just would call his overman a devil...
