Saturday, November 6:
(Morning) Discussion about The Merchant, which completely fills my being, in spite of the dismal performance.
Then much vacillation about spending the evening at Lenbach's. R. wants not to go, then to go; in the end we do go and have a nice party, which does not tire R. But at the conclusion there is so much agitation and fury on his part, and as a result such a terrible night, that the miseries of life and original sin trouble my soul almost more than ever before!