"

Illness is the doctor to whom we pay most heed; to kindness, to knowledge, we make promise only; pain we obey.

"

And in myself, too, many things have perished which, I imagined, would last for ever, and new structures have arisen, giving birth to new sorrows and ...more

"

So difficult is it for us to know, with the dead as with the living, whether a thing would cause them joy or sorrow!