Wednesday, 23 April 1873

Sunshine, then rain through the sunshine, then splendid weather — the air pure, refreshed by a spring rain.
I rose at a quarter to nine. At the promenade (black skirt, white quilted garment, black sleeveless tunic, new hat — good, though the dress does not please me, too showy and not proper; I have nothing else for today), in the carriage, then when the rain stopped, on foot. The weather was superb — the air after the rain was calm, fresh, and fragrant (poetry!)... truly I cannot help saying so.
I felt so well, but one must not think I was not bored — on the contrary. Nice is a desert, and I would like to leave it as quickly as possible, and even when it is full, it does not suit us for the reasons I have given above, etc. But where to go? What place to choose in order to meet him?
in the margin
Fédus was in a cab with Boreel’s sister’s husband.
Oh! and one must not worry about that! God, if He wills it, will have me meet him in any place.
“Because he hath set his love upon me therefore will I deliver him: I will set him up, because he hath known my name.”
Do these words not suffice me? Oh yes! Provided that I believe in Him, that I have faith in Him! Does He not promise to deliver me?
[Intercalated page: All these prayers form a lyrical, enthusiastic, and fanatically inspired style.
One must believe in order to read this.
I believe, but I have cooled; I would need to see him to have these surges and inspirations again.]
“I will deliver him, for he hath known my name.”
I believe in Him! And He will give me what I desire. I beseech Him, and He will grant it. It is not by my weak design that I shall succeed, no! It is not because I shall choose the city. If God wills it, what does the city matter!
I adore him and I believe in God. He will give him to me. I pray every evening, and I hope that my sincere prayer will reach the Almighty.
in the margin
These are beautiful ideas for a child. I enjoy rereading them.

Notes

In English in the original. ↩