One who dresses in rags that have been washed clean dresses cleanly to be sure, but raggedly nonetheless.
My abyss speaks, I have turned my ultimate depth inside out into the light.
The ascetic makes a necessity of virtue.
I overcame myself, the sufferer; I carried my own ashes to the mountains; I invented a brighter flame for myself.
Pity makes suffering contagious.
Willing sets you free: that is the true doctrine of will and freedom--thus Zarathustra instructs you.