3:10:24
“Flee, my friend, into your solitude! I see you deafened with the noise of the great men and stung all over with the stings of the little ones. Forest and rock know how to be silent with you. Be like the tree which you love, the broad-branched one — silently and attentively it overhangs the sea. Where solitude ends, there begins the marketplace; and where the marketplace begins, there begins also the noise of the great actors, and the buzzing of the poison-flies. In the world even the best things are worthless without those who first present them: people call these presenters great men.”
-Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra, “On The Flies in the Marketplace.”