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Haifa
9 Sept. 39
Dear Father Freud,
I am sad at not hearing from you, though I appreciate all the reasons for your silence. At the end of August and beginning of September I stayed with Eitingon, and we believed that there had been an improvement in your condition. We comforted ourselves with this thought and we laughed at the reception Moses had received among the Hebrews. I am still worried that in my last letter I said in fun that Adam was going to send a translation of the most impertinent and most stupid review of your book ‘as a punishment’. One should not use such words even in fun to one who has been our help and salvation as you have been, and who now has to suffer so much. Before I fall asleep I often think of how nothing can be done to alleviate that cursed pain of yours. Then I grow angry that I did not become a doctor and that I do not understand anything about such matters.
I would have written before this but the censorship of all mail and the delay connected with sending letters written in German discourage me. Now it appears that England and France are exempt from this censorship and so I am going to risk it. But I am keeping back my essay on Moses till I have something more definite.
I refused to believe that we were going to have a war, a second world war, till the last minute. The monstrous stupidity of this régime is just not credible. Though I always remembered the bit in the Parsifal story according to which Amfortas' spear is the only means of healing the wound it has itself inflicted. A profound piece of early insight, I think. What is its origin? Our life goes on just as before and yours