I have thought and thought and thought about it, until it has become perfectly plain to me that I am losing my mind." Dr.Tolbridge looked into the fire.
"Well," said he, presently, "I am glad to hear it." Miss Dora sprang to her feet.
"Oh, sit down," said he, "and let me explain myself.

My advice is, if you lose your mind, don't mind the loss.

It really will do you good.

That sounds hard and cruel, doesn't it?
But wait a bit.

It often happens that the minds of young people are like their first teeth--what are called milk teeth, you know.