You higher men, the worst thing in you is that you have, none of you, learned to dance as you ought to dance — to dance beyond yourselves! What does it matter that you have failed?
How many things are still possible! So learn to laugh beyond yourselves! Lift up your hearts, you good dancers, high! higher! And do not forget good laughter!
This crown of laughter, this rose-garland crown: to you, my brothers, do I cast this crown! Laughing have I consecrated: You higher men, learn, I pray you — to laugh!