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Zurich, Burghölzli
13 October 1907
Dear Professor,
Your letter gave me great pleasure and was, at the same time, the best encouragement I could receive. Many thanks for your warm interest, which is apparent in every line of your letter. If you want to call me your pupil, I see no reason why I should object. On the contrary, I see in this a recognition on your part and assure you that for the past three years—that is how long I have studied your works—I have regarded you as my teacher. I shall accept your invitation to come to Vienna as soon as I can. I hope to be settled in Berlin by the beginning of December. If at all possible, I should then like to come to Vienna for a few days.
The Berlin colleagues I know well. I was a physician at the Berlin mental hospital Dalldorf1 for more than three years, until I could bear it no longer. I know how difficult it is in medical Berlin to stand up against an established doctrine. In Zurich I could breathe freely again. No clinic in Germany could have offered me even a fraction of what I have found here. That is also why I do not find it easy to leave. But I have to think of the future, especially since I am married.2
I hope before long to be able to report personally on my scientific plans. I fear I claimed enough of your attention for the time being with my letter about the problem of dementia, and so I would rather not put anything more before you today. Incidentally, in spite of the impending move, I am quite in the mood for a discussion.
No fewer than twenty doctors appeared at the second meeting of our “Freud Society”3 here; some came quite a long distance, from hospitals in the country. So there is no lack of interest here. The next time I shall talk about the question of the infantile sexual trauma. I secretly hope that I can gradually make some propaganda in Berlin.
With kind regards,
your gratefully devoted
Dr K. Abraham