Seldom except in books do the dying utter memorable words, see visions, or depart with beatified countenances, and those who have sped many parting s… - Louisa May Alcott

"Rose sat all alone in the big best parlor, with her little handkerchief laid ready to catch the first tear, for she was thinking of her troubles, and a shower was expected. She had retired to this room as a good place in which to be miserable; for it was dark and still, full of ancient furniture, somber curtains, and hung all around with portraits of solemn old gentlemen in wigs, severe-nosed ladies in top-heavy caps, and staring children in little bobtailed coats or short-waisted frocks. It was an excellent place for woe; amd the fitful spring rain that pattered on the windowpane seemed to sob,"Cry away; I'm with you.

Mac looked up with the oddest of all his odd expressions

...and clung more closely to the dear human love, from which our Father never means us to be weaned, but through which He draws us closer to Himself.