R. saddened by the hopelessness of Glatz! “I must have savages,” says R., “not cultivated barbarians.” I write to Baron Normann to inquire about a tenor, Mr Schwab, who recommended himself. –
I’m now reading “Nathan the Wise” with the children and I am again deeply moved by much of it. The tone of Assad, which rests in Saladin’s soul, particularly touches me; one loses the tone of the dead,[1] yet it can be revived. The truth, dispensed like a coin in Nathan’s monologue, reminds me of the businesslike way in which the Jews regard their relationship with God.
Conference about an inn to be built – difficulty after difficulty, but R. is always satisfied with the people on his board of directors. Read Gfrörer’s book in the evening.
The eternal search for accommodation in Bayreuth – Accommodation Card from 1958.
[1]From the play “Nathan the Wise”. The line spoken by Saladin is: “That’s well. [Good.] (And now his voice—[What] will that be like! For Assad’s voice still slumbers in my soul!” (Translated by R. D. Boylan.)
Revised English translation by Jo Cousins.