| In all things she was intense; in her this
characteristic was not a mere glow, dispensing warmth, but a consuming fire. - "A Family Sketch" The beautiful fabric of her mind did not crumble to slow ruin, its light was not smothered in slow darkness, but passed swiftly out in a disordered splendor. - Letter to Olivia Clemens, 8/19/1896 Warm summer sun shine kindly here; Warm southern wind blow softly here; Green sod above lie light, lie light- Good night, dear heart, good night, good night. - Robert Richardson (Susy's headstone) |
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I remember those days of twenty-one years ago, and a certain pathos clings
about them. Susy, with her manifold young charms and her iridescent mind, was
as lovely a bubble as any we made that day -- and as transitory. She passed,
as they passed, in her youth and beauty, and nothing of her is left but a heartbreak
and a memory. That long-vanished day came vividly back to me a few weeks ago
when, for the first time in twenty-one years, I found myself again amusing a
child with smoke-charged soap-bubbles.
- Mark Twain's Autobiography
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