BRACERS Record Detail for 17918
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"Friday aft." 12 pages this morning, now going out with Wittgenstein.
"I have finished 'Acquaintance with Universals'* and must now tackle 'Acquaintance with Logical Form' which is difficult."
End of Acquaintance—first 1/3 of book; now 180 pages.**
*Actually titled "Acquaintance with Predicates" (Ch. VIII, Pt. I).
**I.e. the end of Ch. VIII.
BR TO OTTOLINE MORRELL, [23 MAY 1913]
BRACERS 17918. ALS. Morrell papers #784, Texas
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My Darling Love
Your dear letter of Wed. evening came by 2nd post — and was such a joy. How well I remember the day at Ferney and Geneva — all of it. It was a very happy day — though like all those days, there was pain mixed with it. — I remember particularly the extraordinary beauty of the evening as we came back into Ferney after being in the fields — one of those moments of inward and outward peace, when time stands still for an instant. I have only had a very few, and they remain with one — generally some goad of desire prevents one from resting in the present. — How happy we were in Geneva, getting your watch — somehow it all seems to have happened in a previous existence, long long ago. It is like days of sunshine one remembers from early childhood — motionless and detached, without past or future.
Nothing has happened to me since yesterday. I have only one more lecture to give, tomorrow, as the Tripos interferes. After that I have no duties. Hardly anyone came to my evening — it is generally so when there has been a great crowd the time before.
I have written 12 pages this morning, and am now going out with Wittgenstein. I have finished “acquaintance with universals” and must now tackle “acquaintance with logical form” which is difficult. It will be the end of “acquaintance” — the 1st 3rd of the book. There are now 180 pages. — I don’t think I shall be visibly tired when you come home, only placid. Nothing soothes me like getting a lot of work done. Really life is less tiring than usual when I am working successfully — it keeps one’s emotions quiet, and entirely prevents worries. So you will probably find me very fresh and vigorous. I suppose you don’t know yet whether J. goes home before you or not. If she does, you know I am free June 9. I long to be with you again. — Now I must stop. Goodbye my Darling. Your letters are such a joy. I send you all my love and a thousand kisses.
Your
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