Tuesday, June 21:
I am sorrowful, my children, and must struggle to ensure that nobody notices; during the night I thought of my parting from Hans a year ago last November; where did I find the strength—I who cannot look on any distress unmoved, even among strangers? Surely it was Fate which drove me, I was obeying a higher dispensation, but I shall never get over the distress I caused Hans—never, never.
Letter from the lawyer in Berlin, who tells me of an order according to which I have once again to declare that I do not intend to return home; following this statement comes the final hearing, in which presumably the divorce will be promulgated.” After lunch a drive with the two horses to the Rossloch, wonderful weather, the children in merry mood. In the evening read some more of W. Meister. Prof. Nietzsche writes very nicely of the impression Tribschen made on him and his friend, and he dedicates to me his lectures on Socrates and Greek art. Dr. Herrig sends some manuscripts, and the King a copy of the watercolor of Tribschen.