Your thoughts are so chained to your ego that it is difficult for them to escape for long.
But are you ever melancholy when creating imaginatively a scene in a book?
Could you be melancholy when figuring out the polar elevation of a planet―or computing one of those converse primary directions?
When you are engaged with figures you forget yourself.
When auto-suggestion is powerless to conquer melancholy, draw up an astrological figure at a low altitude with that table of oblique ascensions that I saw you using yesterday, and work out the converse primaries and the longitude of Vulcan.
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