30 May 1910 – 5 June 1910

Up to now my life has been one of great internal strife and struggle--the struggle with a great ambition and a weak will--unequal to the task of coping with it. I have planned on too big a scale, perhaps. I have put too great a strain on my talents, I have whipped a flagging will, I have been for ever cogitating, worrying, devising means of escape. Meanwhile, the moments have gone by unheeded and unenjoyed.