Wednesday, April 20:
R. slept well. I dreamed of some danger threatening him, and he woke me up because I was groaning. He works, and we go for a walk; he observed in the morning that his idea of the Christian festivals would not perhaps be possible, since he has too many gay themes, and that would not be Christian. Herr Kohler at lunch, rather heavy going. No double windows since yesterday, the transfiguration of spring. We go for a walk.
In the evening Feustel, bringing important news about Batz & Voltz, and much joking as well. Asked by the authors about royalties, R. has written to friend Nuitter inquiring whether he is still alive. The evening ends with great agitation on R.’s part, since friend Feustel starts, in his usual wordy style, to sing the praises of the German Reich. R. tries to point out to him how little wisdom there is to be found in it, and to what completely different uses the situation and potentialities could have been put.