But I am sure they need not have been so anxious.
There are mysteries in life and death, but this was not one of them.

A child can understand what happened.

God said that my sister must come first, but He put His hand on my mother's eyes at that moment and she was altered.
They told her that I was on my way home, and she said with a confident smile, 'He will come as quick as trains can bring him.' That is my reward, that is what I have got for my books.

Everything I could do for her in this life I have done since I was a boy; I look back through the years and I cannot see the smallest thing left undone.
They were buried together on my mother's seventy-sixth birthday, though there had been three days between their deaths.

On the last day, my mother insisted on rising from bed and going through the house.