I feel for you to the bottom of my heart.

But she was a pure spirit, leaning out the way God had marked for her to go, and you had not associated this world too much with her, as if she could have been meant to stay long in it.

Always you felt that she was about to go--did you not, dear friend ?--and so that she does not stay cannot be an astonishment to you.

The pain is the same; only it can't be the bitter, unnatural pain of certain separations.

Her sweetness has gone to the sweet, her lovely nature to the lovely; no violence was done to her in carrying her home.