Death is Nothing at All “Death is nothing at all. I have only
slipped away into the next room. I am I, andyou are you. Whatever we were to each other,that we still are. Call me by my old familiarname, 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 jokeswe enjoyed together. Let my name be ever thehousehold word that it always was, let it bespoken without effort, without the trace of ashadow on it. Life means all that it evermeant. It is the same as it ever was; there isunbroken continuity. Why should I be out ofmind because I am out of sight? I am waitingfor you, for an interval, somewhere very near,just round the corner.All is well.” Henry Scott Holland
1847 – 1918Canon of St Pauls Cathedral>> Back | 
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