"A feeling for which I have no name, has taken possession of my soul -- a sensation which will admit of no analysis, to which the lessons of by-gone times are inadequate, and for which I fear futurity itself will offer me no key. To a mind constituted like my own, the latter consideration is an evil. I shall never -- I know that I shall never -- be satisfied with regard to the nature of my conceptions. Yet it is not wonderful that these conceptions are indefinite, since they have their origin in sources so utterly novel. A new sense -- a new identity is added to my soul."
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p.s. welcome to san jo. maybe I'll catch ya downtown some night.