You are suffering, my dearest creature - only now have I learned that letters must be posted very early in the morning on Mondays to Thursdays - the only days on which the mail-coach goes from here to K. - 
     You are suffering - 
     Ah, wherever I am, there you are also - I will arrange it with you and me that I can live with you. 
     What a life!!! thus!!! without you - pursued by the goodness of mankind hither and thither - which I as little want to deserve as I deserve it - 
     Humility of man towards man - it pains me - and when I consider myself in relation to the universe, what am I and what is He - whom we call the greatest - and yet - herein lies the divine in man - 
     I weep when I reflect that you will probably not receive the first report from me until Saturday - 
     Much as you love me - I love you more - 
     But do not ever conceal yourself from me - good night - 
     As I am taking the baths I must go to bed - 
     Oh God - so near! so far! 
     Is not our love truly a heavenly structure, and also as firm as the vault of heaven?