Friedrich Nietzsche

Daybreak

Book V

492 Among south winds. -A: I no longer understand myself! Only yesterday I felt so wild and stormy and at the same time so warm, so sunny and bright in the extreme. And today! All is now motionless, flat, dejected, gloomy, like the lagoon of Venice: – I want nothing and draw a deep breath of relief at that, and yet I am secretly vexed at this wanting nothing. Thus do the waves splash back and forth in the lake of my melancholy.- 8: You have described a pleasant little illness. The next north-east wind will blow it away! – A: Why should it!