As a former journalist and the current wife of the producer Heinz Wohlfahrt before I came to the movie business via television, I would like to add a few personal words to my husband’s preface. I am of course not sufficiently familiar with the technical details of the rights to the Aristides manuscript to form a conclusive opinion. I know my current husband well enough to be able to say that he is incapable of any dishonest behavior whatsoever. At least for my own person, I applaud his decision to have Aristides’s manuscript printed in book form, thereby applying the organizational skills of an entrepreneur more to literature in these times of crisis, which in the end must also benefit film.

Of course, the Aristides manuscript interested me from a literary standpoint. Like Wieland Haslitzsch, I see it as coming to grips with the problem of reality. The writer creates his own world, which for him is often more real than genuine reality, with which he then naturally loses contact. I therefore would like to suggest as an epigraph the following pretty quote which I found while leafing through a Chinese book:

I dreamed I was a butterfly that dreamed it was a man. Now I don’t know if I’m a man who dreams he is a butterfly or the man the butterfly dreamed.

Wiebke Keller-Wohlfahrt
Current address: Tutzing on the Starnberger See

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We are about

to wake up

when we dream

that we’re dreaming.

—NOVALIS

THE ICE AGE, 1947

If I would seek my ending

as well as my beginning

then I must sound out God

and fathom Him within me.

I must be what He is:

a gleam within His gleaming,

a word within His word,

a god within my God.

—ANGELUS SILESIUS