Saturday, March 15:
R. had a good night, and he works. Today we celebrate the recovery of our friend Wolz., and after lunch Herr Rub. plays his arrangement of “Wotan’s Farewell.” At one point - I forget where - R. says, “That always pleases Lesimple so much,” an interjection which utterly disturbed my mood for a while!
But then he plays to us the crowning of Parsifal and Kundry’s tears, and it echoes inside me like an eternal blessing; I see Tristan full of yearning, stretched out on his bed, and hear sublime consolation, deepest peace. In the evening games, ending, however, with a deep, deep sorrow which Lulu causes me.