““It is a strange fact that many people are always at home to the “blues.” Whenever a fit visits them, it seems to be welcome. They retail their miseries, go over and over their misfortunes, describe the symptoms of their suffering, their poverty, dwell upon all the hideous details, and tell everybody how cruel fate has been to them. They appear to have a morbid love for contemplating what has embittered their lives and hampered their progress. Thus they are always unconsciously etching these pictures of their thought enemies deeper and deeper into their character.””
