"Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement."
"The triumphal-procession-air which, in our manners and customs, is given to marriage at the outset - that singing of Te Deum before the battle has begun."
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Source: Jane Welsh Carlyle, Thomas Carlyle, James Anthony Froude (2011). “Letters and Memorials of Jane Welsh Carlyle”, p.2, Cambridge University Press
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