I tell you: one must have chaos in one, to give birth to a dancing star….alas! The time is coming when man will give birth to no more stars. Alas! The time of the most contemptible man is coming, the man who can no longer despise himself. Behold! I shall show you the Last Man. ‘What is love? What is creation? What is longing? What is a star?’ Thus asks the Last Man and blinks….‘We have discovered Happiness,’ say the Last Men and blink.