To dance with concepts, words, and life,
I first must learn to see.
The inability to wait —
That great vulgarity —
Will blind me to the way things are
And keep my mind unfree.
I need to let things come to me,
Maintain my self-control,
Resist mere stimuli, obey
Inside a higher goal:
To know before I act or judge
Or grasp with all my soul.
The will that I must cultivate
Is not to will, instead to wait.
(cf. Twilight of the Idols, "What the Germans Lack", §6)
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