You stand there honorable and stiff and with straight backs, you famous wise men: no strong wind and will drives you. Have you never seen a sail go over the sea, rounded and taut and trembling with the violence of the wind? Like the sail, trembling with the violence of the spirit, my wisdom goes over the sea—my wild wisdom. But you servants of the people, you famous wise men—how could you go with me? Thus spoke Zarathustra.
