‘I offer all my other human relationships cheap; but at no price would I relinquish from my life the Tribschen days, those days of mutual confidences, of cheerfulness, of sublime incidents – of profound moments… I do not know what others may have experienced with Wagner: over our sky no cloud ever passed.’ What he felt he had found in Wagner – and what he later vehemently denied was there to be found – was a reincarnation of the genius of Greek tragedy, combined with a deeply felt comprehension of Schopenhauer.
