In the week following the meeting in St. Peter’s, Lou became ever more fascinated by Nietzsche. She saw him as one who wore his mask awkwardly. It was obvious to her that he was playing a part so as to fit into the world. He was like some god who had come out of the wilderness and down from the high places, and put on a suit in order to pass among men. The visage of the god must be masked, lest men die faced with his dazzling glance. It allowed her to reflect that she herself had never worn a mask, never felt the need of one in order to be understood. She interpreted his mask as placatory, as springing from his goodness and pity toward other people. She quoted his aphorism, “People who think deeply feel themselves to be comedians in their relationship with others because they first have to simulate a surface in order to be understood.”

From I am Dynamite!