My safety (from madness) lay, as I found, in compressing my
thoughts to the smallest compass of mental existence, and no
sooner did worldly visions or memories intrude themselves, as
they necessarily would, than I immediately and resolutely shut
them out as one draws the blind to exclude the light. But this
exclusion of the world created a dark background which served
only to intensify the light that shone upon me from realms
unseen of mortal eyes. Lonely I was, yet I was never alone.
(Text.)--Mrs. MAYBRICK, “My Fifteen Lost Years.”
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