Dear Marion, Thank you very much for your thoughtful letter. I want to reply without delay, because intellectually and emotionally I'm in the process of pulling up the stakes and taking down the tent, so to speak, of the mind-set in which I've been living and working here in this idyllic landscape for the past five and a half weeks. We've decided to start back on Sunday October 17, instead of Monday as previously planned. Klemens will be leaving on one of his trips on Wednesday, October 20; I want to take him to the airport early in the morning; I want to be sure that I've caught up on my sleep after the long trip from Virginia. I'll comment on the issues in the order in which you raised them in your letter. 1) Please don't feel obligated to answer or even to read my letters. Writing is a morbid obsession with me, and you should respond to my overtures only to the extent that your efforts are of value to you. That, of course is an estimate beyond my ken. 2) My mourning for Margrit is a transformation of my longing for a close, for a closer relationship to her while she was alive, and is tinged with remorse and sadness for my failure. The older I become, the more aware of the burden which my peculiar and admittedly para-pathological desire for intellectual and emotional - mind you, not physical - intimacy has constituted for the various members of my family, - down to and including my grandchildren. It was my problem, not Margrit's; and it remains my problem and will remain my problem until I die. 3) I find your discussion of fact vs. theory valuable and useful for my understanding. I make it a practice to scan what information the periodicals "Science" and "Nature" provide without charge on the Internet. If I thought I had the time and the memory to make use of the plethora of information, I would subscribe. I'm very respectful of the scientific viewpoint which you present to me, and I want very much to become proficient in its description and interpretation. At the same time, in all fairness to you, I should articulate explicitly that much of the past fifty years I have spent in the attempt to define and to exercise an alternative epistemology, without making any claim that I was at all successful. My conscious point of departure was Kierkegaard's explicit rediscovery, in his books "Philosophical Fragments" and "Concluding Unscientific Postscript" of "subjectivity" as obviating the purportedly "scientific" theology of mid-nineteenth century historians of religion. If my memory isn't tricking me, I seem to remember that David Friedrich Strauss was the bete noire both of Nietzsche and of Kierkegaard. Kierkegaard mentioned the natural sciences not at all; but I reasoned that the human mind was not dichotomous, and if, as it seemed, Kierkegaard's argument was valid for the history of religion, it was valid for history, for Geisteswissenschaften in general, and if valid for Geisteswissenschaften it must also be valid for Naturwissenschaften. At the same time, I saw that "subjectivity" in the natural sciences was the topic which preoccupied 20th century philosophers, specifically Edmund Husserl, who called it "Phenomenology" and his student Martin Heidegger. I spent some years reading Husserl, but I made no attempt to learn the language that Heidegger invented to express his ideas. My own efforts began with a book-length manuscript which I composed in 1960, with the title "The Origin of Doubt" and the subtitle: "Ethical and Esthetic Consciousness as Sources of Doubt about the Conceptual World." Harvard University Press told me they would publish it, if I could get faculty endorsement. That was not forthcoming. I was not surprised that I could find no publisher. I returned to the subject repeatedly in handwritten and typewritten essays composed over the years, until, beginning in 1983 I started making notes in computer text files, some of which I have published on the Internet, but none of which, so far as I know, anyone has ever read. Most recently, my interest in the topic surfaced in the exposition that I put into the mouth of Maximilian Katenus in Chapter 42 of Die Freunde. I mention it for the record. It's there. I don't ask you to read it; I don't ask you not to read it. I think you will be annoyed by what I wrote; no reason why I should want to annoy you. On the contrary, I want to stay on good terms with you. Consider me color blind for scientific facts. I can't distinguish them from theory, any more than I can distinguish certain shades of blue and green. It's a genetic defect; instruction, exhortation is of no help. Goethe argued "dass alles Faktische schon Theorie ist", that all facts are theories, - or if you prefer all theories are facts. There's no difference between facts and theories. My present stance is that the identifying characteristic of theory is its symbolic nature. Language is symbolic. Therefore any experience which is asserted in language is theory. All facts require expression in language. Therefore all facts are symbolic and being symbolic are theory. However, I am mindful that our discussion is about definition of words. I'm very much open to the postulate of a spectrum of theories which vary in reliability, predictability, constancy; in other words, in a postulate that certain theories have all the characteristics of "facts". By the same token, I'm prepared to accept the translation of all "theory" into "facts", with the understanding that "facts" are not all created equal. My interest is not in quibbling about words. My interest is in elucidating the function by which facts or theories - a rose by any other name - facilitate the mental processes by which we adapt or assimilate ourselves to the natural and social world in which we must survive. I'm almost certain that the consideration of my half-baked notions is not worth your while. But thank you for writing. Jochen