"Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into
the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we
still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which
you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of
solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed
together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the
household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the
trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as
it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because
I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,
just round the corner. All is well." -Henry Scott Holland 1847-1918 Canon
of St. Paul's Cathedra
