πŸ“ Turin, November 14, 1881

Dear friend πŸ§‘β€πŸ€β€πŸ§‘,

🌊 What is this, our life?
🚣 A boat adrift on the sea β€”
and all we know for certain is that one day,
we shall capsize. ⚰️

Here we are, two good old boats β›΅β›΅
faithful neighbors πŸŒ…,
and your steady hand 🀝
has often kept me from tipping over πŸŒ€.

Let us voyage on 🌍,
each for the other’s sake ❀️,
for a long time yet ⏳ β€”
a long time! ♾️

We would miss each other so. πŸ˜”

Calm seas 🌀️, good winds πŸƒ,
and above all β€” sun β˜€οΈ 🏝️ :
what I wish for myself, I wish for you too πŸ™.

And forgive me that my gratitude πŸ’
can find expression only in such a wish ✨
and has no influence
on wind 🌬️ or weather 🌧️.

Your devoted friend,
Friedrich Nietzsche πŸ–‹οΈ