simply the brilliant observer and describer of human reality, repeatedly rises up against merely intellectual theses. And the artist in him, altogether unconcerned about his own “philosophy”, will then say things like this: “This is the basis for the joy of love …: we feel that our existence is justified.”1 As may be seen, that is not so very far from the above-mentioned notions of “giving existence” and “conferring the right to exist.” Here, however, the matter is seen, not from the lover’s point