2 2 V O L . 1 5 , D O C U M E N T 3 6 7 a S E P T E M B E R 1 9 2 6 Vol. 15, 367a. Verse for Willy and Grete Lebach[1] [Düsseldorf, 19–26 September 1926][2] When you have worries ( When your body’s a burden, When your heart’s bleak and empty And existence gets too hard, One remedy still remains: Go stay with the Lebachs. There cheerfulness will reawaken Life will become good again, Here rules with intelligence and precision Wilhelm’s most recent soldier,[3] Who to Germany’s later good fortune Moves high politics.[4] But the housewife, kindly and gentle As an early image of the Madonna Radiates joy and peace around her Happy he who’s granted this home.

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V O L . 1 5 , D O C U M E N T 2 6 7 a A P R I L 1 9 2 6 2 1 whole lopsidedness of the situation proceeds from the fact that there are so many others, and I am just one person who will never be finished with the many. So one wears himself out battling those who pester him from nearby. Margot was very glad to be at your home and has brought a full heart back with her.[3] If she weren’t so fragile and sickly, we could leave her more often in your El Dorado (of the past). I don’t have a permanent quartet, either, not for lack of energy, but because I don’t have enough leisure time for it.[4] Be glad that you can live in solitude. Life in the big city is dreadfully exhausting, especially if one occupies an exposed place. Don Quixote has long been one of my favorite books,[5] too, along with the Bible and a few others that vary. Here the weather is still so bad that people don’t go out for pleasure, but thank God the time is coming when we can sail again. Ilse is doing quite well again after her condition looked very threatening.[6] Engadin and radia- tion with ultraviolet light seem to have helped her considerably. Margot is in good health she has recovered completely.— The flowers just arrived, very fresh and wonderful [7] under cloudy skies one longs for the sun. We have a few books for you. They are supposed go off when the opportunity arises. In the meantime, warm wishes from your Albert Vol. 15, 267a. To Alfred Alexander[1] [Berlin,] 27 April 1926 Dear Dr. Alexander, The kindness you have done my family can hardly be expressed in words. You have not only spared my uncle what suffering he could be spared, after you had seen the hopelessness of the situation.[2] Through the kindness that radiates from you personally you have also made the difficult days easier to bear for everyone, but especially for my tender-hearted aunt, as few other people could.[3] The old lady is filled with gratitude to you, and the rest of us are too. May you find in your- self some of what you give others. Shaking your hand with sincere gratitude, yours sincerely, A. Einstein

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