Report, if you have a problem with this page“ I felt a Cleaving in my Mind—As if my Brain had split—I tried to match it—Seam by Seam—But could not make it fit.The thought behind, I strove to joinUnto the thought before—But Sequence ravelled out of SoundLike Balls—upon a Floor. ”
Emily Dickinson
From : The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson