title: Split string on blank lines
body: <p>I like to use Javascript's split method to split a string like the one below into an array on every blank white line.</p>
  <p>How can I accomplish this. Splitting on <code>\n</code> doesn't because I'd like each paragraph to occupy just one element of the array and there are multiple <code>\n</code>'s in each paragraph.</p>
  <p>Any help will be greatly appreciated!</p>
  <p>String:</p>
  <pre><code>CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE. MARIE'S SIDE OF IT
  
  CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO. THE CURE COMPLETE
  
  
  
  CHAPTER ONE. THE FEVER MANIFESTS ITSELF
  
  There is a certain malady of the mind induced by too much of one
  thing. Just as the body fed too long upon meat becomes a prey to that
  horrid disease called scurvy, so the mind fed too long upon monotony
  succumbs to the insidious mental ailment which the West calls &quot;cabin
  fever.&quot; True, it parades under different names, according to
  circumstances and caste. You may be afflicted in a palace and call it
  ennui, and it may drive you to commit peccadillos and indiscretions of
  various sorts. You may be attacked in a middle-class apartment house, and
  call it various names, and it may drive you to cafe life and affinities
  and alimony. You may have it wherever you are shunted into a backwater of
  life, and lose the sense of being borne along in the full current of
  progress. Be sure that it will make you abnormally sensitive to little
  things; irritable where once you were amiable; glum where once you went
  whistling about your work and your play. It is the crystallizer of
  character, the acid test of friendship, the final seal set upon enmity.
  It will betray your little, hidden weaknesses, cut and polish your
  undiscovered virtues, reveal you in all your glory or your vileness to
  your companions in exile--if so be you have any.
  
  If you would test the soul of a friend, take him into the wilderness
  and rub elbows with him for five months! One of three things will surely
  happen: You will hate each other afterward with that enlightened hatred
  which is seasoned with contempt; you will emerge with the contempt tinged
  with a pitying toleration, or you will be close, unquestioning friends to
  the last six feet of earth--and beyond. All these things will cabin fever
  do, and more. It has committed murder, many's the time. It has driven men
  crazy. It has warped and distorted character out of all semblance to its
  former self. It has sweetened love and killed love. There is an
  antidote--but I am going to let you find the antidote somewhere in the
  story.
  </code></pre>