Figurative Language

Light/dark imagery

black angel (Martin, March 25, 1933)

 

Home imagery

My Sunday home is now transported over the wide seas. The big old house on the hill — your welcome that said the day was not complete until we were together again! (Max, November 12, 1932)

I wish that you will give her our address. We are such a short distance from Vienna that she can feel there is for her a home close at hand. (Martin, December 10, 1932)

But there is another realm where we can always find something true, the fireside of a friend, where we shed our little conceits and find warmth and understanding, where small selfishnesses are impossible and where wine and books and talk give a different meaning to existence.
There we have made something that no falseness can touch. We are at home. (Max, January 23, 1933)

Elemental imagery

Those things are like quick storms, for a moment you are drenched and blasted, and you are so wholly helpless before them. But then the sun comes, and although you have neither quite forgotten, there remains only gentleness and no sorrow. (Max, November 12, 1932)

But although you were silent during our stormy affair, you know that the decision was not easy for me (Martin, December 10, 1932)

The man is like an electric shock (Martin, March 25, 1933)

there is something more, a feeling that we of Germany have found our destiny and that the future sweeps toward us in an overwhelming wave. (Martin, March 25, 1933)