Friday, August 4:
Slept little, submerged in thought, thoughts, sighs, and entreaties; a return of the inexorable powers! I take up writing again on September 8 - will my memory serve me sufficiently?
Diary Entry of August 4, 1876
Slept little and spent the day submerged in thought, sighs, and entreaties, as if old inexorable powers had returned. The entry reads like a mind under pressure, unable to settle. She also notes that she will take up writing again on September 8 and wonders whether her memory will serve her then.
Friday, August 4:
Slept little, submerged in thought, thoughts, sighs, and entreaties; a return of the inexorable powers! I take up writing again on September 8 - will my memory serve me sufficiently?