ABSTRACT
The author first met Sandor Ferenczi in 1911 when he was thirty-eight years old and in the initial phase of his career as a psychoanalyst. The author himself heard Ferenczi say that when a colleague approached him with a patient's problem he was often overwhelmed by the feeling that it would be best if the patient were transferred to him. This did not come from a sense of superiority, but from sympathy and his strong sense of vocation. This friendliness can also be seen in his introduction to Aus der Kindheit eines Proletarmadchens (On the childhood of a lower-class girl). In his postscript to the diary, Ferenczi wrote, The beauty and fidelity of her description of landscapes and natural phenomena make the girl's diary unforgettable. And above all her misfortunes the inexhaustible love of her mother for her hovers like gentle sunshine; her exquisite sensitivity and intuition in all her misfortune and social exclusion merit admiration.
