The weariness that Zarathustra* will often suffer, as he realizes that he is always going to be misunderstood, has not yet begun to afflict him. And he is not sure, either, whether one can only educate people in taste if they are merely ignorant, or if it is possible to re-educate those whose taste is already formed, and corrupt. GS** is, fundamentally, the book of an optimist – the last that Nietzsche could conscientiously write.