But why have I wandered into this moralizing strain? I felt that I had closed and locked this door of my mind forever - I had thrown away the key that I might never be tempted to take another peep.

It is such aimless rambling, circles within circles, creeds within creeds, an endless path.

I am in such perplexity tonight! Can it be that I am cherishing a Utopian dream - hoping against hope for help that I know no human power can give me; for the still, small voice, for which mother so often bade me listen? Begone! I will not be so mesmerized. It was only self-deception - the voice of her own beautiful spirit which she heard.

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