But oh, I would like to save him alive, in his living, spontaneous, original being.

I can't help it.

It is my passionate instinct.
I would like him to give me back the responsibility for general affairs, a responsibility which he can't acquit, and which saps his life.

I would like him to give me back the responsibility for the future.

I would like him to give me back the responsibility for thought, for direction.