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11.5.27
Vienna IX, Berggasse 19
My dear indomitable friend!
I read your birthday letter with the same feeling that one gets when sitting by the fireside in winter and basks in its warmth. How wonderful—there you have a husband and wife, the one ten years older and the other ten years younger than oneself, and they still enjoy the sun. But with me crabbed age has arrived—a state of total disillusionment, whose sterility is comparable to a lunar landscape, an inner ice age. But perhaps the central fire is not yet extinguished, the sterility only affects peripheral layers, and later perhaps, if there is time, another eruption may come[….]
On 15th June we shall again be ascending our Semmering.
I regret that I know so much less about you than I used to do. What new gifts does life bring with it? Mostly negative things, losses, also of people, of whom one has possessed a part.
Warmest thanks and greetings to both of you, yourself and your old man, from
Your
Freud