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mediocre. And I suspect that one never does more than what he did when he started. I worry about being forced by necessities to perfect my mediocrity (don't argue, leave it to me). Finaly I worry about you, your health, your discomforts, what you feel about me.

I didn't worry so much for a long time, it probably does me good.

I have with me the sensation of the last few days together, you were most beautiful and I loved you with all my heart and you too showed me very much love and tenderness.

Good night darling,
Saul
I can't write tonight, I get sad.