Monday, June 7:
R. had a somewhat restless night, and as we are having breakfast together, he tells me why it is that he sometimes jokingly drags me into the conversation in a way that might seem irritable; he says it torments him at table to be sitting not beside me, but opposite me; we surely owe this custom to those heartless French marriages, but he has no desire to talk to anyone except me, "not even if a goddess descended from Heaven," and when he then sees me talking to other people, he feels impelled to comment on it.
He works. A letter arrives from Herr v. Bürkel, a petition to the King which occupies our entire afternoon conversation. R. writes down some points, which I am to set out for Herr v. B. [Wagner's points enclosed in the Diaries; see notes.]
In the evening R. becomes increasingly merry, and he tells us all kinds of anecdotes, also about a letter from Schiller concerning Baggesen's remark on the Musen-Almanack. He takes much delight in Schiller's wit.