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- Love Letter: Martin Heidegger to Hannah Arendt
- Dear Miss Arendt!
- I must come see you and speak to your heart.
- Everything should be simple and clear and pure between us.
- We never know what we can become for others through our Being. The path your life will take is hidden.
- We must be reconciled to that. And my loyalty to you shall only help you remain true to yourself.
- “Be happy!” — that is now my wish for you.
- Only when you are happy will you become a woman who can give happiness, and around whom all is happiness,
- security, repose, reverence, and gratitude to life.
- Just once I would like to be able to thank you and, with a kiss on your pure brow, take the honor of your being into my work.
- Why is love rich beyond all other possible human experiences and a sweet burden to those seized in its grasp?
- Because we become what we love and yet remain ourselves. Then we want to thank the beloved, but find nothing that suffices.
- We can only thank with our selves.
- Being close is a matter of being at the greatest distance from the other.
- The other’s presence suddenly breaks into our life — no soul can come to terms with that.
- A human fate gives itself over to another human fate, and the duty of pure love is to keep this giving
- as alive as it was on the first day.
- This “withdrawal” from everything human and breaking off all connections is, with regard to creative work,
- the most magnificent human experience I know — One’s heart is ripped from one’s body.
- The evening and your letters have renewed my certainty that everything stays close to what is good, and becomes good.
- You, even in your situation, must be happy as only those with a young heart and strong expectations
- and faith can be at the prospect of a new world — new learning, fresh air, and growth.
- May each of us be a match for the other’s existence, that is, for the freedom of faith and for the inner
- necessity of an unalloyed trust — that will preserve our love.
- Although you have remained as present to me as you were on the first day, your letter brought you particularly close.
- I hold your loving hands in mine and pray with you for your happiness.
- Ask the innermost part of your heart, which has shone on me so often from your wonderfully deep eyes;
- it will tell you: deep down I am completely and purely sure of this trust.
- Your letter has shaken me as much as first being close to you did.
- Those days have returned with such elemental power, thanks to this word of your love.
- For me it was as if I had been favored to give away something ultimate and great, so as to receive it,
- the gift and the giving, as a new possession.
- I love you as I did on the first day.
- The path you showed me is longer and more difficult than I thought.
- The solitude of this path is self-chosen and is the only way of living given me.
- But the desolation that fate has kept in store, would have taken from me the strength to live in the world.
- Only you have a right to know this, because you have always known it.
- The path itself is nothing but the commitment our love makes me responsible for.
- I would lose my right to live if I lost my love for you,
- but I would also lose this love and its reality if I shirked the responsibility it forces on me.
- We can only thank with our selves. Love transforms gratitude into loyalty to our selves and unconditional faith in the other.
- That is how love steadily intensifies its innermost secret.
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