A letter of modesty, wisdom and humour, the retired winner of Verdun tastes the simple pleasure of the beautiful flowers of his vendean garden, and focuses on the writing of philosophical reflections, "on the evening of thought", of which he does not expect any posthumous glory: "I had the greatest pleasure in receiving your good New Year's letter. You have no doubt that your vows of friendship will have turned you over a great deal. I see with pleasure that you are a philosopher, since you are drawing closer to the earth, as I do myself before returning to it. I have a small corner of sand by the sea of sale [saint-vincent-sur-bard] where sometimes grow beautiful flowers.The misfortune is that tidal waves and storms take me a piece from time to time. But with masonry, I hope to hold on until my last day. I write, as you have guessed, but these are not memories of no! I am content with a simple book of philosophy ["on the evening of thought"] that no one will read and that will only be published long after my death. It's almost as harmless as your chickens and rabbits that I've respected for a long time. We can do more harm than we can, can't we? By thanking you for not forgetting me, and promising you the reciprocity of good court (.) " "on the evening of thought" is a philosophical work of reflections on man, religions, culture, progress, which fully occupies his old days. It was published in 1927, two years before his death. This item is in the category "books, bd, magazines\old books, collection". The seller is "cyril2472" and is located in this country: en.