July 30, 1951

Dear Solovine,

I received your delightful card of July 16. The two innocent printing mistakes are insignificant in contrast with the diabolical machinations of men.

I must transmit to you the sad news that my dear sister was delivered from her horrible suffering by a gentle death four weeks ago. An acute aggravation of the arteriosclerosis of the brain was responsible for a slight fall resulting in a compound fracture of the right arm. This necessitated complete rest, which brought about an attack of pneumonia accompanied by a high fever and loss of consciousness. Death came in about ten days. Up until the accident, I used to read to her every evening, so long as her intellectual stamina— with the exception of remembrance of new impressions—was relatively unimpaired. I am sure that you will remember the good soul kindly.

We bear many afflictions unflinchingly, but Spinoza’s precarious God has made our task more difficult than our forefathers suspected.

With cordial regards,
Your         

A. Einstein