Saturday night & Sunday at Kenreich’s—I do not find it possible to write even in the privacy of my diary my love for Bertha—to put it down in words would seem to destroy its sacredness. But it has opened up to me ideas the existence of which I never before dreamed.
My conception of God has been changed—I never had any idea of the real beauty of love—I have commenced to think about immortality—There is nothing in life compared to loving a girl whose presence can both inspire the loftiest ideas, together with the most common fellowship of laughter and contentment.
Charles Burchfield, January 30, 1922