"I never said that you had a childish voice."
"You did."
"I did not. I said 'childlike.'"
"There is no great difference."
Thus our quarrelling began. And I may well say that the same hour which saw the birth of my love also germinated the origin of its end.
Ladies have many uses for their tongue. Amongst other things, they sting with it. And therefore we love them.
However, important as this may be, surely it does not interest you, to whom my philosophy is of no use. So I return to my story.
I went to Mr. Bischoff as soon as my health was a little restored. I wanted to write a music drama on Macbeth as he had suggested. Should he not be willing to write a libretto on the basis of those wonderful ideas he had exposed to me? I was sure that I would succeed in making with his aid a real masterpiece.