05:12

              I no longer manage to discern clearly when one idea is in effect opposed to another. I experience a tendency to consider them equals, whereas they must be quite different, sometimes the contrary of one another.

The harmony of the world is a harmony of oppositions, as in the case of the bow and of the lyre.

31.02

              Too many things are going on around me. Evening has come… I see avenging hands reaching towards me… Passionate, maddening, unbearable, pulling back and again reaching out toward me, without stopping… It is difficult to give my mind another direction, to pretend that this furious and aggressive accusation against me is not going on.

Into the same river you could not step twice, for other — and still other — waters are flowing.