Theodor Lessing (* 8. Februar 1872 in Hannover; † 31. August 1933 in Marienbad, Tschechoslowakei) war ein deutsch-jüdischer Philosoph und politischer Publizist.
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Ernst Toller (*1. Dezember 1893 in Samotschin, Provinz Posen; gestorben am 22. Mai 1939 in New York City, New York) war ein deutscher Schriftsteller, Politiker und linkssozialistischer Revolutionär.
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Theodor Lessing (* 8. Februar 1872 in Hannover; † 31. August 1933 in Marienbad, Tschechoslowakei) war ein deutsch-jüdischer Philosoph und politischer Publizist.
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#286 Brief an Theodor Lessing
| Datierung | 1923-03-22 |
| Absendeort | Niederschönenfeld, Deutschland |
| Verfasser | Toller, Ernst |
| Beschreibung | Brief |
| Provenienz | Original nicht ermittelt. |
| Briefkopf | - |
| Publikationsort | Letters from Prison. London: The Bodley Head 1936, S. 239 (TW, Bd. 3, S. 697f.). |
| Personen |
Lessing, Theodor
Toller, Ernst Lessing, Theodor |
| Werke | Das Schwalbenbuch |
Niederschönenfeld 22.3.1923
My Dear Dr. Lessing,
Last year a pair of swallows nested in my cell. (In no one else’s – am I not a lucky one?)
I am longing for the return of my visitors; but in February I was “moved” into another cell. I took the nest with me carefully, and fastened it over the door of my new cell. But will my swallows come back? I can hardly believe it. Now, since I am poorer, I want at least tell to my friends of all the precious hours which the swallows gave me. Really I sincerely believe I was allowed to see the souls of the tiny creatures, see them as few men have ever seen them. I saw the good Eros and the evil Logos. Parental anxiety and parental grief for dead children. And, how could I tell in a single letter of those hours, of the thousand things that happened? But even if I can make only a few men think, shake their human conceit, give them an inkling of the deep profound unity of all living things, I should be content.
Now, before I write, I want to read some book about swallows and their lives, a book by a naturalist. Not that I need it very badly for my story; but I think one ought to know what the scientists say, if only, with a smile, to drop the book under the table, afterwards. One is a bit uneasy if one doesn’t know what they say.
Please, my dear Doctor, do send me a swallow-book.