A natural and profound feeling springing from the inexhaustible sources of art, without doubt dictated this dying request, when having scrupulously fulfilled the last duties of a Christian, he left all of earth which he could not bear with him to the skies.

He had linked his love for art and his faith in it with immortality long before the approach of death, and as he robed himself for his long sleep in the grave, he gave, as was customary with him, by a mute symbol, the last touching proof of the conviction he had preserved intact during the whole course of his life.

Faithful to himself, he died adoring art in its mystic greatness, its highest revelations.
In retiring from the turmoil of society, Chopin concentrated his cares and affections upon the circle of his own family and his early acquaintances.

Without any interruption he preserved close relations with them; never ceasing to keep them up with the greatest care.

His sister Louise was especially dear to him, a resemblance in the character of their minds, the bent of their feelings, bound them closely to each other.