Wotan

A beautiful granite bridge leaped into view as suddenly as if the great god Wotan had builded it with a word.

Not even Wotan's renunciation takes away a jot from its note of praise of humanity—one might even say praise of the joy of living.

It is strange to think that when he wrote this Wagner must already have had the other and more celebrated Wotan in his thoughts.

By anger I mean human anger—the god's wrath of a Wotan is a different matter.

This is the beginning of Wotan's tragedy, the huge drama of which the others constitute the working out.