Nietzsche for the day

An excerpt from Daybreak, one of Nietzsche's most accessible books: 

Learning solitude: O you poor devils in the great cities of world politics, you gifted young men tormented by ambition who consider it your duty to pass some comment on everything that happens––and there is always something happening! Who, when they raise the dust in this way, think they are the chariot of history! Who, because they are always on the alert, always on the lookout for the moment when they can put their word in, lose all genuine productivity! However much they may desire to do great work, the profound speechlessness of pregnancy never comes to them. The event of the day drives them before it like chaff, while they think they are driving the event––poor devils! If one wants to represent a hero on stage, one must not think of being one of the chorus; indeed, one must not even know how to sing in the chorus. 

Worn out daily: These young men lack neither character, nor talent, nor industry––but they have never been allowed to to choose a course for themselves. On the contrary, they have been accustomed from childhood onwards to being given a course by someone else. When they were mature enough to be "sent off into the desert," something else was done: they were employed, they were purloined from themselves, they were trained to being worn out daily and taught to regard this as a matter of duty. Now, they cannot do without it and would not have it otherwise. Except: these beasts of burden must not be denied their "vacations," as they call the ideal idleness of an overworked century in which one is for once allowed to laze about and be idiotic and childish to one's content.