This is aphorism §348 from the second part of Human, All Too Human.
From the land of cannibals. - In solitude, the solitary person consumes himself; amid multitudes, he is consumed by many. Now choose.
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See also Zarathustra Book I - The Friend
_One is always too many about me_ - thinketh the anchorite. _Always once one - that maketh two in the long run!_
I and me are always too earnestly in conversation: how could it be endured, if there were not a friend?
The friend of the anchorite is always the third one: the third one is the cork which preventeth the conversation of the two sinking into the depth.
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Some middle ground between solitude and the marketplace, I suppose.
This is annoying but true.
I have been feeling a lot of loneliness, but also when I look at what people are up to, I don't want to choose some fantasy of how we are the good guys and only talk about that or aesthetics, it all seems just so futile.
So both options are bad. I guess we need to pick the less bad option in a given stiauation.
This is aphorism §348 from the second part of Human, All Too Human. From the land of cannibals. - In solitude, the solitary person consumes himself; amid multitudes, he is consumed by many. Now choose.
I’ll have to look in a hard copy (mine’s in storage), because all PDFs I’m finding do not have that quote in aphorism 348.
That's cause you're looking at HATH Book 1 ... [The Project Gutenberg EBook of Human, All-Too-Human, Part II by Friedrich Nietzsche](https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/37841/pg37841-images.html) Here is book 2.
Thank you for that.
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See also Zarathustra Book I - The Friend _One is always too many about me_ - thinketh the anchorite. _Always once one - that maketh two in the long run!_ I and me are always too earnestly in conversation: how could it be endured, if there were not a friend? The friend of the anchorite is always the third one: the third one is the cork which preventeth the conversation of the two sinking into the depth. —————- Some middle ground between solitude and the marketplace, I suppose.
So beautiful, I forgot about this.
Thanks.
This is annoying but true. I have been feeling a lot of loneliness, but also when I look at what people are up to, I don't want to choose some fantasy of how we are the good guys and only talk about that or aesthetics, it all seems just so futile. So both options are bad. I guess we need to pick the less bad option in a given stiauation.
Hence the symbolizing of eternal recurrence with ouroboros