Our faith in others betrays in what respect we would like to have faith in ourselves. Our longing for a friend is our betrayer. And often love is only a device to overcome envy. And often one attacks and makes an enemy in order to conceal that one is open to attack. "At least be my enemy!" - thus speaks true reverence, which does not dare ask for friendship.
- Thus Spoke Zarathustra

Is that Nietzche footage really him? How did you get it?