To Daniel MacGhie Cory
Hotel Bristol
Rome. March 4, 1930
My general yearly account was also very favourable considering the panic in Wall Street; the value of the total was only one percent less than last year; and counting the sum I had saved, it was a good deal more. My nephew is a treasure.
Truth has rather stuck in the mud, and is abandoned for the moment; but fiction has been moving. A lovely short chapter—picture of budding friendship—written out in ink, quite original, and I think in the right key. But I have also been at work on something else, which I won’t describe, lest it should turn out to be a wind-egg.
From The Letters of George Santayana: Book Four, 1928–1932. Cambridge, MA: The MIT Press, 2003.
Location of manuscript: Butler Library, Columbia University, New York NY