His heart was pure and terrible, and I think no other like it exists.
I am glad there is immortality, but would have tested it myself, before entrusting him. Mr. Bowles was with us. With that exception, I saw none. I have wished for you, since my father died, and had you an hour unengrossed, it would be almost priceless. Thank you for each kindness....
Later she wrote:—
When I think of my father’s lonely life and lonelier death, there is this redress—
Take all away;
The only thing worth larceny
Is left—the immortality.
My earliest friend wrote me the week before he died, “If I live, I will go to Amherst; if I die, I certainly will.”
Is your house deeper off?
Your Scholar.