Edward Bellamy,
Looking Backward From 2000 to 1887…
(1888)
“ There are no words for the mental torture I endured during this helpless, eyeless groping for myself in a boundless void. No other experience of the mind gives probably anything like the sense of absolute intellectual arrest from the loss of a mental fulcrum, a starting point of thought, which comes during such a momentary obscuration of the sense of one's identity. I trust I may never know what it is again.I do not know how long this condition had lasted--it seemed an interminable time--when, like a flash, the recollection of everything came back to me. ”
