Lunatics always do within their own scope.
I wonder at how many lives he values a man, or if at only one.

He has closed the account most accurately, and today begun a new record.

How many of us begin a new record with each day of our lives?
To me it seems only yesterday that my whole life ended with my new hope, and that truly I began a new record.

So it shall be until the Great Recorder sums me up and closes my ledger account with a balance to profit or loss.
Oh, Lucy, Lucy, I cannot be angry with you, nor can I be angry with my friend whose happiness is yours, but I must only wait on hopeless and work.

Work! Work! If I could have as strong a cause as my poor mad friend there, a good, unselfish cause to make me work, that would be indeed happiness.
MINA MURRAY'S JOURNAL.
26 July .-- I am anxious, and it soothes me to express myself here.