When the veil of death has been drawn between us and the objects of our regard, how quick-sighted do we become to their merits, and how bitterly do we remember words, or even looks, of unkindness which may have escaped… — Reginald Heber Copy Share Image
Don't cry so bitterly, but remember this day, and resolve with all your soul that you will never know another like it. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
