I Have Had The Problem Of Seeing

Last Night, Two Men Tried To Force My Shutters. I Recognized Them: They Are Two Of Rodin's Italian Models. He Told Them To Kill Me. I Am In His Way; He Wants To Get Rid Of Me.

Send Me One Hundred Francs On Our Future Deals, Otherwise I Will Disappear In A Cataclysm.

My Countrymen Have Commissioned A Bust Of The Republic. It Will Be Placed On The Fountain Of My Native Town.

I Have All Sorts Of Problems And Feel Discouraged.

Don't Fear Anything For Your Letters, They Are Burnt One By One And I Hope You Do The Same With Mine.