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"Why?" said Zarathustra. "You ask why? I am not one of those whom one may ask about their why. Is my experience but of yesterday? It was long ago that I experienced the reasons for my opinions. Would I not have to be a barrel of memory if I wanted to carry my reasons around with me? It is already too much fo me to remember my own opinons; and many a bird flies away.... But what was it that Zarathustra once said to you? Do you now believe that he spoke the truth here? Why do you believe that?"
The disciple answered, "I believe in Zarathustra." But Zarathustra shook his head and smiled.
"Faith does not make me blessed," he said, "especially not faith in me."