Do not grudge your brother his rest. He has at last become free, safe and immortal, and ranges joyous through the boundless heavens he has left this low-lying region and has soared upwards to that place which receives in its happy bosom the souls set free from the chains of matter. Your brother has not lost the light of day, but has obtained a more enduring light. He has not left us, but has gone on before.
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