

Moments of melancholy, of distress, of anguish, I think we all have them, more or less, and it is a condition of every conscious human life. But do you think that something exceptional? Don't you think every man with a little pluck and energy has those moments?

Look here, I often feel the same in more than one respect, not only in financial things, but in art itself, and in life in general. You write in your letter something which I sometimes feel also: “Sometimes I do not know how I shall pull through.” I mean, I may be in certain relatively great difficulties, and there may be gloomy days in my life, but I shouldn't want to be counted among the unfortunate nor would it be correct. I have a sure faith in art, a sure confidence that it is a powerful stream, which hears a man to harbour, though he himself must do his bit too and at all events I think it such a great blessing, when a man has found his work, that I cannot count myself among the unfortunate. Of course my moods vary, but there is an average of serenity. In my opinion, I am often rich as Crœsus, not in money, but (though it doesn't happen every day) rich, because I have found in my work something to which I can devote myself heart and soul, and which gives inspiration and significance to life.
