“But as soon as the voluntary beggar had run away and Zarathustra was alone again, he heard a new voice behind him, shouting, ‘Stop, Zarathustral Wait! It is I, O Zarathustra, I, your shadow!’ But Zarathustra did not wait, for a sudden annoyance came over him at the many intruders and obtruders in his mountains.”
Thus Spoke Zarathustra