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Vienna IX, Berggasse 19
May 7, 1916
Dear Doctor
Only a funeral oration at the Central Cemetery is normally as beautiful and affectionate as the speech you did not deliver. I realized that you are able to express things well-you have often proved this in publications-but on this occasion I am downright moved, probably because I myself am the subject. No doubt I have meant to be and to do everything you say about me, but will it
be possible in soberer hours to maintain that I succeeded? I don't know, but what I do know is that in order to live one needs a few people who believe it.
So please accept my warmest thanks for your words of appreciation and devotion, which go far beyond compensating me for my usual disappointment in human beings. I am not bitter and know that I have no reason to be; I am grateful for all the good things that come my way. I hope you will remain at my side in your endeavor to further our science. And let us continue the friendly interest in each other's personal fate.
With warm greetings to yourself and your dear wife
Your faithful
Freud