People often used to talk to me about getting religion, and getting ready to die.

Religion somehow got associated in my mind with sorrow and death, but it seems to me since I have known you and Mr.Clifford the thing looks different.

I got it associated with something else besides the pall, the hearse, and weeping mourners.

You have made me feel that it is as beautiful and valuable for life as it is necessary for death.

And yet there are some things I can't understand.