Category: January 1875

Schopenhauer is now to be hung; R. told me on an earlier occasion that his late friend Hermann Franck[1] had said to him: "Either Germany will become something, or it will not; but if it does, the philosophy of Schopenhauer will be taught in the universities." More and more trickery…

R. explained yesterday: now that he has me after his "beggar’s life," he is certain he will grow absurdly old, and we both will die by euthanasia on the sofa in his little room, which he has furnished for this purpose. "No," he exclaims this morning as I enter the…

R. is still not entirely well, he writes several business letters, reads Gfrörer, and looks through the accounts. In the evening, he dictates to me his circular to the singers. Draft of a circular to the singers a mixture of motivational and organizational letter in which Richard sets out the…

Arrival[1] of the portrait of Schopenhauer—a true marvel, what Lenbach has done! He once saw Sch. in Frankfurt without knowing who he was; when later shown a photograph of the great man, he recognised the face that had caught his attention, and now he has reproduced the very essence of…

R. is still unwell, scarcely able to do anything without breaking out in an intense sweat. The children are on the ice with me. —  Much thought as to whether I should send the eldest to school when I am away travelling. Wrote to Mathilde Maier. — Re-read a portion…

R. unwell, goes to bed around noon, he has caught a cold. — Yesterday evening we examined Tausig's transcriptions of “Tristan”, and we were astonished to find so little good in them. „Tristan und Isolde, Drei Paraphrasen von Carl Tausig“ The children on the ice before and after lunch. R….