There is nothing for it but throwing one's self into the stream, and going down with one's arms under water, ready to be carried anywhere, or do anything.

My friends are all busy, and tired to death.

All the members of my section, but especially (Edward) Forbes, Sedgwick, Murchison, and Lord Northampton--and of course Buckland, are as kind to me as men can be; but I am tormented by the perpetual sense of my unmitigated ignorance, for I know no more now than I did when a boy, and I have only one perpetual feeling of being in everybody's way.

The recollections of the place, too, and the being in my old rooms, make me very miserable.

I have not one moment of profitably spent time to look back to while I was here, and much useless labour and disappointed hope; and I can neither bear the excitement of being in the society where the play of mind is constant, and rolls _over_ me like heavy wheels, nor the pain of being alone.