"Oh, Jo. I'm so glad you're home. I've wanted you to know. You do know, don't you?"

"I want to get well, oh, so much! But every day I lose a little. It's like the tide, Jo, when it turns, it goes slowly, but it can't be stopped."

"Nineteen is too young. I can't let you go. I'll work and pray and fight against it. God won't be so cruel as to take you from me."

"I have a feeling it was never intended I should live long. And the hard part is leaving you all. I'm not afraid but I think I shall be homesick for you even in heaven."

"Jo, don't hope any more. I don't suffer much, and I think the tide will go easily, if you help me. Don't leave me, Jo. I feel stronger when you are here."

"I shall dedicate my soul and body to you, Beth."

"Though her frail body grew weak, Beth's soul grew strong and we knew that she was ready, and waited with her on the shore for the Shining Ones to come and receive her when she crossed the river. Spring arrived, and the birds came back in time to say goodbye to our Beth, who, like a tired but trusting child, clung to my hand as we gave her up to God... And thanked Him that she was well at last."

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