Wednesday, March 22:
R. had a good night, and he is extremely pleased that we have come here. Our morning conversation leads us to the development of mankind, and R., with Gob.’s theory in mind, says: “We shall perish, that is certain; the question now is whether we shall end with Holy Communion or croak in the gutter. It’s not a question of quantity, greatness has always been rare.”
The weather is very hot, and R. feels it severely when he walks in the garden around midday. Our good Boni is causing us some trouble with her engagement. But throughout it all I have the feeling that every event brings us, R. and me, closer together, that everything leaves us more and more immersed in each other! . . .
In the afternoon we go for a walk in the garden opposite, visit the monkeys, which give us much enjoyment, and soon return home. In the evening we read What Is German?; I am pleased by the peculiar vitality of its observations - none of it can sound hollow when it is all so bound up with such terribly eloquent experiences.