Dying is a troublesome business: there is pain to be suffered, and it wrings one’s heart; but death is a splendid thing — a warfare accomplished, a beginning all over again, a triumph. You can always see that in their faces. And come and close my eyes too, when I die; and see me as I really was.

George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950) British playwright and critic

Letter to Edith Lyttelton (5 Jul 1913)
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Sent on the death of her husband.