No truth can be said to be seen as it is until it is seen in its relation to all other truths.  In this relation only is it true....  No error is understood till we have seen all the truth there is in it, and, therefore, as Coleridge says, you must “understand an author’s ignorance, or conclude yourself ignorant of his understanding.”

Monday, 30th.—­I have been very happy this afternoon—­writing all the time with a genial flow of thought and without effort.  How I love to feel that for this I am indebted to God.  He is my intellectual source, the Father of my spirit, as well as the author of everything morally good in me.

Friday, Oct. 4th.—­I have been too busy reading and writing for the last few days to find time for my journal.  I go on with Schleiermacher and have resumed Lessing.  I am reading the Memoir of Mrs. S. L. Smith and Tappan’s “Review of Edwards on the Will.”  Fifty lines in the Iliad with Julia.  Finished the Andria and to-day began the Adelphi.  I am amused at comparing the comedy of that day with the modern French school.  Davus in Andria is but a rough sketch of Moliere’s valet, and the whole plot is so bungling in comparison.  Have had very few attacks of melancholy lately; because, I suppose, my health is good and I am constantly employed.

Evening.—­I never came nearer losing my wits with delight than this afternoon.  Went to call on Mr. and Mrs. Ripley, and saw his fine library of German books.  The sight was enough to excite me to the utmost, but to be told that they were all at my service put me into such an ecstasy that I could hardly behave with decency.  I selected several immediately and promised myself fuller examination of the library very soon....  Mr. R. proposed to me to translate something for his series.  Shall I? [11]

Sabbath Evening, Oct. 13th.—­I have just been writing to my dear brother G., for whom as well as for my other brothers, I feel the greatest solicitude.  I have separate sources of anxiety for each of them, and hope that the intenseness of this anxiety will make me more earnest in commending them to God. Oct. 14th.—­Gave up the time usually devoted to Lessing to writing two articles for the Mother’s Magazine.  Read Homer, and the 149th and 150th Psalms and the first chapter of Genesis in Hebrew.  Read or rather studied Schleiermacher.  Corrected proof.  Read several articles in the Biblical Repository—­one by Prof.  Park—­aloud to Julia.  On the whole, I have been pretty industrious.  Oh, how many reasons I have for gratitude!  Health, friends, books—­nothing is wanting but the heart to enjoy God in all.  Wrote to mother.

Oct. 17th.—­This morning dear Lizzy came; of course the day has been given up to miscellanies.