Saturday, January 15:
I tell R. that Lessing's essay on the way in which the ancient Greeks depicted Death had been very vivid in my mind during the morning; it had reminded me of his Isolde, who, as she puts out the torch, appears to us in the smiling guise of loving heroine and goddess of Death simultaneously.
Talked of the medieval skeleton; R. observes that the Germans had managed to give even this gruesome image a cheerful and homely aspect, which is what makes "the Germans so original and closest in kind to the Greeks."
The children in better health, I can take them for a drive, Boni and Loldi. After lunch went out with R.; he is not well and was not able to do much work. Springlike weather. In the evening the conclusion of Theaetetus. Letter from M. Maier.