If the question should be asked me, whether I would give up my kindred and business and follow out this spirit-life, or return and enjoy them both, I could not hesitate a moment, for they would not compare--there would be no room for choice.

What I do I must do, for it is not I that do it; it is the spirit.

What that spirit may be is a question I cannot answer, What it leads me to do will be the only evidence of its character.

I feel as impersonal as a stranger to it.

I ask, Who are you?
Where are you going to take me?
Why me?
Why not some one else?
I stand amazed, astonished to see myself.