"Tuesday mg. My Darling—This is only one line to say I will come at 9.30."

"Thursday evg. My Darling Darling—Your dear dear letter came before tea, and is such a joy to me." [continues]

"Later". [Letter no. is not on letter.]

"Thursday mg. My Darling—I have only time for a very few words before my train as I slept late (after going to sleep early)."

"Friday mg. My Darling Love—I am sorry your head is so bad."

"Friday night. My Darling Darling—I do hope your head is better and that you are not so tired today."

"Sat. mg. My Darling Darling Love—Your 2 dear letters this mg. are such a joy to me."

"Sunday evg. My Darling Love—It was a joy to find your note here and realize that you had been here in the mg."

"In train to Haslemere. Monday. My Darling Love It was a joy getting your letter this mg. and hearing that you had really made a beginning of writing out the artist [for what?]."

"Tuesday night." Very encouraged by Dickinson's letter

[About Forstice?].

"Wed. afternoon." "I think I must give up teaching here at the end of my 5 years. By that time Wittgenstein can take my place."

"Wed. evg. My Dearest—I found the 1st ed. of Madame du Deffaud's letters to Walpole, and Voltaire in a shop today so I sent them—if you have them already, I will keep them myself, but I didn't see them among the books you had about her."

"My Darling—It was a comfort to get your letter this morning."

"Thursday night (in bed). My Darling my Darling—People were with me all the evening and now it is too late for the post—I had gone to bed not meaning to write till tomorrow, but the longing for you is too great—I must write a word of love to my dearest heart—a sudden flood of yearning has over-whelmed me—such a hunger for you as is hard to bear."

[Continues] "Friday morning."

"Out of doors. My Darling Darling Your little letter by 2nd post this mg. was full of love and comfort, in spite of your hurry."

"Friday night. My Darling Love—I have only a few moments before the post goes—your little letter of this morning came during my dinner party and I had to wait ages before reading it."

"Sat. mg." On Beethoven's life—a long passage.

"Sunday evg." "Yesterday I did a review of W. James for Mind* (a more serious matter than reviewing for the Nation)."

*Review of James's Essays in Radical Empiricism, Mind, n.s. 21: Oct. 1912, 571-5.

"Tuesday night. My Darling Darling—I am too sleepy to write much, but I must send one line to say how happy I was today—blissfully happy, all the day, in spite of your being tired."

"Thursday mg." Saw Alys [Russell].

"Wed. night." Saw Alys [Russell].

"Thursday night." Whitehead has read Forstice.

"Friday aft." "Both she and Whitehead are quite thinking I should be well to let technical work be. I am very glad he thinks so." [Mrs. Whitehead didn't like nun's long speech at end of Forstice.]

"Sat. mg. In bed." More criticism of nun.

Walking: "Whitehead started out with us, but turned back to work after a time. He is frightfully busy—beginning work at 5 in the morning and hardly stopping till dinner time."

"Sunday mg." "Yes, certainly the Whiteheads do think a great deal of Forstice—Whitehead is not interested in that sort of thing, but he as well as she thinks it just as important as my technical work. I was afraid they would think me unstable, but they don't."

"Sunday mg. in bed. My Darling—No letter this mg., but possibly it may have got among the other letters by mistake."

"Sat. midday. My Darling Darling A quiet mg. has left me leisure to go over Forstice & think a lot."

"Wed. mg." [pmk. 14 Aug. 1914 so the envelope doesn't belong]. "I have done more proofs and written to Wittgenstein...."

Thinks of making Forstice much longer.

"I wish I knew more of the world—it is a dreadful thing to have been a student up to the age of 40!"

"Sunday night." Mrs. Whitehead's old servant was dishonest and "sweated a poor dressmaker for Mrs. Whitehead's clothes".

"Tuesday night." [Page 2 of this letter probably belongs to letter no. 540, record 17641.] Alys and he return their letters.

"Wed. mg. Here I am, much more cheerful than the last time I did this journey."

"Wed. aftn." "Whitehead had to go to Oxford for an examiner's meeting".

"Thursday aftn." Forstice: "About the nun it really is only the inappropriateness of my long speech in the middle of your writing that she felt, and as to that—I expect she is right—you will see that the two styles clash, and my remarks are more tentative than hers would be."

"Thursday. My Darling Love Your dear letter of yesterday has been brought to me in bed, but I must get up in a few minutes so I can't write much."

"Friday. I have heard from Wittgenstein who is all right." [It is not known what BR's concern was.]

"Friday (2nd letter). My Darling Darling—The train was too full to write at first, but there is rather more room now."

"Friday night. My Darling I find the post goes when it comes tomorrow mg. so I can't wait for a letter from you before writing."

"Sat. night. My Darling Darling Love—There will probably be no chance to post this but I will leave it at Bedford Square."

"Tuesday evg. My Darling Love—It was a divinely happy day—a very satisfying day, leaving me much less hungry, and quite able to keep the happiness of it, in my mind."

"Monday night. My Darling Darling Love—It was dear of you to send me round such a happy little note tonight."

"Dearest Love, It was terribly brief today, and I was sorry you had such a head."

[Fragment of letter only; presumably the 2nd page of letter #529, record 17630; letter no. is not on letter.]

"Thursday mg. My Darling Darling Your dear letter this mg. was such a joy."

"Friday." BR is reading—finished first volume of Mozart's life.

"Friday night. My Darling Darling Love I can't tell you what a joy your long letter was which I got at tea-time."

[Letter is not signed; possibly only a fragment which is completed by letter #545.]

"Sunday mg. My Darling Love—I don't know whether this will arrive before me or not, so I will only write a line."

"Sat. mg. My Darling I am just arrived at my flat and have found your dear little letter."

[Fragment of letter only; page 1 missing; possibly completes letter #543, record 17644.]

"Wed. mg. My Darling—Your dear letter reached me by 1st post and was such a joy—I hadn't thought it possible to get a letter so soon."

"Thursday mg. I have only one moment before the foreigners begin."

"Wed. night late."

Been talking with Peano: "I have a very great reverence for him." [At the International Congress of Mathematicians Cambridge.] "I had a letter from Wittgenstein, a dear letter which I will show you. I love him as if he were my son."

[Letter no. is not on letter.]

"Italy inspires me so extraordinarily—I wrote the Free Man's Worship at I Tatti, where the human surroundings were ideally the worst, but I spent long days alone on the hillsides and in the groves of olive and cypress, with the duomo below and the austere barren country above."

[Fragment of letter; page 2 only; letter no. is not on letter.]

"Friday evening." Good on International Congress of Mathematicians. There was a "breathing-space in which I walked with Whitehead".

"Thursday night, midnight.

My Darling my Darling I have been so longing to answer your letter all day, but the few moments I had to myself I was too tired and too much expecting interruptions."

[Letter is not signed; letter is possibly complete, however; envelope probably doesn't belong; if it does there was a delay in mailing.]

"Sat. mg." "Wittgenstein has sent me Beethoven's Letters (5 vols) as a present."

[Letter no. is not on letter.]

"Sunday mg. Darling your letter this mg. was a very great joy, like all your letters these last days."

"Sat. night. My Darling Darling Love—This can't go till tomorrow evening but I can't go to bed without telling you I love you." [Not postmarked until 2 days later.]

"Monday mg. My Darling—I have only a few moments before the congress begins again—still in pouring rain."

"Tuesday mg. My Darling Love. I am so very sorry you have a bad headache, and it seems as if it must be bad for you to come up to London—I am quite willing to come to you, tho' of course if you were well I shd. like London better."

"Wed. evg. My Darling Darling—It was a happy day—unbelievably happy—and it has left me full of happiness and hope."

"Thursday evg." Mozart, Beethoven, Tchaikovsky.

"Thursday night." Mozart. Medieval religion. Rhythm and writing.

"Friday mg. My Darling Love—Your dear little letter written Wed. night for some reason wasn't delivered till this mg."

"Sat. mg. My Darling Darling—Yr. letters of Thursday and yesterday both arrived today at 10.30—I can't tell you how glad I was of them—I had begun to feel as if you had faded away."

"Sat. night My Darling Darling I didn't have time to write a proper letter today, and tomorrow the post goes out before it comes in, so I must write now."

"Monday evg." "Wittgenstein will be in London tomorrow for 2 or 3 days, but he doesn't say where, so I may not see him."

"Tuesday aftn. My Darling Darling I am so grieved that you are so dreadfully ill and tired—it is so very trying."

"Monday night." Scheme for adding speeches to Forstice. " I long to know all human life and all history and everything. "

"Wed. aft." "Wittgenstein has gone off to Cambridge to measure his new college rooms (the ones Moore used to have) and as soon as he comes back he will go to buy furniture, because he can't stand the Cambridge shops. Tomorrow he starts for Iceland. It is a great delight having him. We talk about music, morals, and a host of things besides logic. He gives me such a delightfully lazy feeling that I can leave a whole department of difficult thought to him, which used to depend on me alone. It makes it much easier for me to give up the technical work. Only his health seems to me very precarious—he gives one the feeling of a person whose life is very insecure. And I think he is growing deaf."

"Tuesday night." "I went to Charing Cross on the chance of meeting Wittgenstein, and there he was, so I brought him here and put him in my room and myself in the spare room, so it will get used at last.... Wittgenstein is a great joy. He found his father was just going to have an operation, so he felt he couldn't give his people the worry of an operation; but if he had been properly operated he couldn't have kept it secret; so he had a minor temporary operation performed secretly and will have another later. He is a great contrast to the Stephens and Stracheys and such would-be geniuses. We very soon plunged into logic and have had great arguments. He has a very great power of seeing what are really important problems. He starts for Iceland on Friday—it seems an odd place to choose, but I dare say it will be wholesome. Tomorrow he goes to Cambridge for the day."

"Thursday mg."

"Wittgenstein is gone out to get furniture. He is very fussy, and bought nothing at all yesterday. He gave me a lecture on how furniture should be made—he dislikes all ornamentation that is not part of the construction*, and can never find anything simple enough. Then I gave him sage advice, not to put off writing until he had solved all the problems, because that time would never come. This produced a wild outburst—he has the artist's feeling that he will produce the perfect thing or nothing—I explained how he wouldn't get a degree or be able to teach unless he learnt to write imperfect things—this all made him more and more furious—at last he solemnly begged me not to give him up even if he disappointed me. I love his intransigence; he makes me feel myself a puny compromiser. But I have such a strong protective feeling towards him that I find it hard to be as reckless for him as he is for himself, though I think he is quite right. This morning I made him read two pages on sense-data by a muddle-headed person named Dawes Hicks, but the middle made him quite ill. He declaimed for a long time and I thought he would murder me! The strength of his passion is really splendid.—He is still here tonight, but leaves tomorrow morning."

*Cf. Janik and Toulmin, Wittgenstein's Vienna.

[Fragment of letter only; not signed; concludes as letter 567.]

"Later".

"Wittgenstein takes up my time and thought and I can't write a proper letter...."

[Fragment; this letter completes letter #566.]

"Friday night. My Darling Darling—I do hope I haven't made you unhappy with my gloomy prophecies."

"Sat. aftn." "Also talking with Wittgenstein has made me feel that I must alter my lectures and put more into them. Hitherto they have contained chiefly what I have published, but I must put in more general remarks on method, and on what is and what is not possible in philosophy."

Must start writing Aristotelian paper on Cause.

"Sunday evg. My Darling—Your letter of yesterday mg. came about an hour after the Friday evg. one—it was a delight, dearest."

"Monday aftn. My Dearest Dearest Dearest I do love you so much—I have been reading over old letters—they are so wonderful how you have managed to have such divine patience I don't know."

"Tuesday aftn." Finished reading [Life of] Tchaikovsky.

"Thursday aftn. My Darling, I can't wait for your letter."

"Wed. evg. My Darling—Here I am just back from seeing the two American ladies—seeing them jointly is pleasant [forgive me, I remember you dislike the word—I can't think of any other tho'] and I enjoyed it."

"I think the cottage would be perfectly charming, especially if you furnish it." [Fragment of letter beginning on page 2.]

"Tuesday night. My Darling I have nothing really to say but I feel so full of love I must write."

"Sat mg." "Moore's Ethics is very poor."

"Sunday mg. My Darling Love I am very sorry indeed that my letter yesterday probably didn't reach you this mg.—My train was late arriving and didn't stop at any station on the way."

"Monday it was a joy Darling to get your Saturday letter this mg. by 1st post—I had hardly thought it cd. arrive."

"Wed. aftn." Started Aristotelian paper today.

"Thursday aftn. My Darling—Your dear letter which reached me last night was a very great joy."

"Friday aftn. My Darling—I have decided to go to Cambridge for the week-end, so please address tomorrow's letter there."

"Thursday night. My Darling—It is quite useless and foolish to write tonight but I need the feeling of being with you so much that I must write."

"Monday evg. My Darling Darling—Your telegram came, and I am overjoyed to think of seeing you a day sooner."

[Letter no. is not on letter.]

"Tuesday night. My Darling I wrote you such a miserable scrap earlier in the day."

[Letter no. is not on letter.]

"Tuesday. My Darling Here I am in a lovely beech-wood on the very top of the downs."

"Wed. aftn." Only 2000 left of original printing of 15000 of Problems of Philosophy. New edition needed. BR wants to make corrections on "historical points on which McTaggart and others say I am mistaken".

"Thursday mg. My Darling Your letter last night was a great comfort and joy."

"Friday night. My Darling—It was sad that you were so tired and I was so old, but we managed to be very happy in spite of it, didn't we?"

[Letter no. is not on letter.]

"Friday mg." "I am full of thoughts about work—first my Shilling Shocker, then the Aristotelian paper, then I want to polish up the paper on Matter that I read at Cardiff, and get it published in the Monist, then I want (if I can) to write what ought to be an important paper called 'What Is Logic?'"

"Sat. mg." Did corrections to PP*—but not to accounts of Berkeley and Hegel. Reading The New Realism.

*[Problems of Philosophy.]

"Sunday evg." Finished Aristotelian paper ["On the Notion of Cause", Proc. Aris. Soc., n.s. 13: 1912-13, 1-26. Anscombe called this "brilliant"—inaugural lecture on Cause and Determination] today: 41 pages in day and half.

"Tuesday evg." With Whiteheads at Lockeridge.

"Sat. night." "Whitehead joined me at Savernake".

"Sunday night." Staying till Wed. [with Whiteheads].

"Slight differences of opinion no longer lead to rows" with Mrs. Whitehead. "Whitehead is too busy and tired to talk about work, but we had a lovely walk this afternoon, with talk on casual topics. He goes back to London tomorrow."

"Tuesday mg. It was a great joy to get two letters from you this mg. Darling, one forwarded from Russell Chambers."