Of Lincoln, William Herndon, his law partner, said, His melancholy dripped from him as he walked.
In 1841, after coming out of his second major depressive episode, Lincoln wrote to Herndon:
I am now the most miserable man living. If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would not be one cheerful face on the earth. Whether I shall ever be better I can not tell; I awfully forebode I shall not. To remain as I am is impossible; I must die or be better, it appears to me.
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