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          symbolism of his life. He assured his brother that his joy was too much
        
        
          "akin to experience, nloycment and discovery, too little akin to peace and
        
        
          too closely to suffering" for it ever to become "a lasting danger" to his art.
        
        
          It certainly couldn't; the joy that was truly capable of diverting him fi-om
        
        
          the charted course was not
        
        
          to
        
        
          be had "from woman." And so it was that
        
        
          his desire to have a certain kind of life, to create in a certain way, drove him
        
        
          to enter into a selfish and calculated marriage. Katja Pringsheim was an
        
        
          attractive, educated young woman. That she was wealthy didn't hurt his
        
        
          plans . It seems that she consented wholeheartedly to her role behind the
        
        
          scenes and that it gave her a sense of fulfillment. Her grandmother, the
        
        
          Berlin women's rights activist Hedwig [)ohm, was scarcely justified in her
        
        
          disappointment over the early marriage of the promising mathematics stu–
        
        
          dent. As a mathematician's assistant, her granddaughter could have made a
        
        
          worse name for herself than that of Katja Mann, or rather "Frau Thomas
        
        
          Mann," as she sometimes proudly called herself. Thomas Mann's daughter
        
        
          repons that the author displayed deep emotion-a depth of emotion
        
        
          where he became unsure of his voice-only two or three times at private
        
        
          appearances: once during a re;lding of
        
        
          
            DOktor Faustus,
          
        
        
          and once while giv–
        
        
          ing a speech on the occasion of his wife's seventieth birthday.
        
        
          With supreme confidence Thomas Mann erected the scaffolding onto
        
        
          which, as his diary clearly shows, the distressing "experiences of the sens–
        
        
          es" attached, even into his old age. He was a true successor to Goethe, save
        
        
          that the agents of distress in his case were always young men. At seventy–
        
        
          seven he asked himself in dismay if he still had his power to create, now
        
        
          that love had deserted him; he was convinced that only that which was
        
        
          "taught by Eros" could shine in art. In
        
        
          
            Ocat"
          
        
        
          
            ill VCllicc
          
        
        
          he describes how he
        
        
          would have
        
        
          f~lred
        
        
          had he abandoned the rigid guiding principle of his
        
        
          life- the deeply bourgeois doctrine of renun ciation . One detects the
        
        
          strains of Platonism: "And so, in fact , it is generally neither Eros nor any
        
        
          of love's activities which are noble and worthy of praise but rather that
        
        
          thing which knows how to loyc nobly." And how does one love "nobly"?
        
        
          Even the twenty-one year-old knows the answer: "I am tormented by my
        
        
          sexuality... we must separate love from the lower abdomen." Aschenbach,
        
        
          the protagonist in
        
        
          
            01'111"
          
        
        
          
            ill 11-lIicc,
          
        
        
          attempts to separate them as he takes up
        
        
          the role of Socrates and begins to wax philosophic. And it is true that giv–
        
        
          ing love a soul and depth Inight work-for a while. Aschenba ch is able to
        
        
          manage it for "a page and a half of choice prose" before the whole enter–
        
        
          prise begins to collapse. 13ut Thomas Mann was 1110re practical than
        
        
          Aschenbach with regard
        
        
          to
        
        
          his work and was, as he faithfully recorded, in
        
        
          the habit of sorting out 111attcrs- lower abdominal matters-on his own.
        
        
          He did thi s, incidelltally, wi thollt any of that " cOIlSciousness of sin" which
        
        
          his son Kbus had f()Ulld so irritating in his father.