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Vienna 19, Berggasse 19
13. 2. 1935
Dear Meister Arnold,
Quite right, I did receive both your letter and the Schopfungsgedicht and I have not replied. Why not? Your letter gave me great pleasure. Perhaps that's the very reason. Your description of spring made me sad and envious. I still have so much capacity for enjoyment that I am dissatisfied with the resignation that is forced upon me. It is a bitter winter here in Vienna and I have not been out for months. I also find it hard to adapt myself to the rôle of the hero suffering for mankind, which you kindly assign me. My mood is bad, little pleases me, my self-criticism has grown much more acute. I would diagnose it as senile depression in anyone else. I see a cloud of disaster passing over the world, even over my own little world. I must remind myself of the one bright spot,