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As I heard that you want to hear of my recovery for good — know that surely — thanks to you for your lives — as my illness was severe and life-threatening — surely thanks to you — and blessed be G-d — the G-d Who is good and does good — in the merit of Rabbainu ז"ל and his holy disciple — and in the merit of all the Tzaddikim — and in the merit of the prayers of the Anash — my illness has been eased. But I am still very ill.

For I cannot stand on my feet even for the eighteen blessings of prayer — and I also cannot sit in an orderly manner for half an hour continuously. And I sit continuously in sweat. And sleep is far from me — and when Hashem Yisbarach helps me and I sleep — there is no song or praise in my mouth sufficient to give thanks to Hashem Yisbarach. And when I study for more than a quarter of an hour — I cannot hold my head — and I am compelled to lie down on my bed. And for three or four days I am constipated. And I do not taste any flavor in meat — only my main food is grapes. And every evening I have a great fever in my head. And even so — I give thanks for the past and cry out for the future. And I ask of all who love my soul — to greatly multiply prayer on my behalf. And I also in the midst of my illness — greatly ask for all the Anash — for now my strength is only in my mouth — to ask mercy for me and for all who love my soul.

And do not be resentful against me that I do not write to you — for believe me — this small letter I did not have the strength to write to you. For I have no strength in my hands. But love overrides the rule [אהבה מקלקלת השורה — "love upsets the orderly row / overrides the rule" — from Sanhedrin 105b; love causes one to act contrary to normal expectations; here: love for his friends compels him to write despite total physical incapacity]. And from you I ask letters at all times — and particularly from your son Morainu v'Rabbainu Sender Chaim, may his candle shine — for length of days and good years. And G-d willing — when Hashem Yisbarach returns me to full health — I will write to you double.

One who loves you, Nussun from Breslov Written Wednesday, Parshas Vayishlach, 5641, from Teverya. Still very ill — a detailed account of ongoing weakness. Love overrides the rule — he writes despite no strength in his hands. נ נח נחמ נחמן מאומן