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Vol. 8, 177a. From Paul Ehrenfest
Leyden, 1 January 1916
[Not selected for translation.]
Vol. 8, 493a. To Heinrich Zangger
[Berlin, after 26 March
1918][1]
My dear friend Zangger,
In greatest distress I gather from my Züricher Zeitung that you lost your beloved
little daughter Trudi after a very brief
illness.[2]
My heartfelt condolences to you
and your wife. It’s terrible how destiny treats the best of us. How much I regret, now
more than ever, having annoyed you
recently![3]
I’ll try with all my might to make
amends. I hope at least little Gina is well
again,[4]
so that you can regain your emo-
tional balance somewhat.
Politics has settled in my stomach and is grumbling there. The eye searches in
vain for something to look at with joy. I seek refuge in the objective, in articles and
proofs. Weyl wrote a brilliant book about the general theory of
relativity;[5]
his
departure from Zurich would be a great
loss,[6]
it seems to me. Albeit I did hear that
his lectures were virtually incomprehensible to the students. In any event, he is out-
standingly talented.
My wife and I now have a quite satisfactory relationship, despite my wanting to
divorce. I’m very satisfied that she, and as it seems,
Tete[7]
also are feeling reason-
ably well. There’s a lively exchange of letters between me and her; and now I
believe that it works best if I discuss all matters openly with her.
Dear Zangger! A person as valuable to others as you are should not abandon
himself to grief. All the Swiss are your brothers and your children; and you perhaps
do not even know with how much joy and sympathy many of those in your nearer
or farther surroundings look upon you and your work.
Fond greetings from your
Einstein.
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