Mine is absolutely different
Just yesterday I finished the drawing I made for the evening class's competition. It is the figure of Germanicus that you know. Well, I am sure I shall place last, because all the drawings of the others are exactly alike, and mine is absolutely different. But I saw how that drawing they will think best was made. I was sitting just behind it, and it is correct, it is whatever you like, but it is dead, and that's what all the drawings I saw are.
Enough of this, but let it annoy us so much that it makes us enthusiastic for something nobler, and that we hasten to achieve this.
You, too, need a more vigorous life, and if we might succeed in joining hands, together we should know more than each separately, and should be able to do more.
Letter 452
Translation courtesy of Robert Harrison.
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