Sunday, June 25:
No word from Brandt. Dismal weather; the silence from outside looks spiteful. R. works, however; he says, “If I could compose just anything, I could now make myself a lot of money. But I can’t do that.”
Read Prof. Nietzsche’s pamphlet with great interest; he is certainly the most outstanding of our friends. Then played with the children, and in the evening made plans for our house.