All is changed. All looks strange to me and gives me a feeling which I would rather get away from, although I know it to be the carrying out of natural laws. And I am not complaining. I am doing the same as many old people have done, I suppose, who have led an active life and suddenly find themselves living without a purpose. Oh, my heart is so full. I could write a big book on the subject of going out of this world gracefully.
Maria D. Brown (1827–1927), U.S. homemaker. As quoted in Grandmother Brown's Hundred Years, ch. 9, by Harriet Connor Brown (1929).
In a letter written c. 1906, soon after the death of her husband. Within a few months, however, she regained her spirits and began to travel widely by train and lead a vigorous life. Even in her last year, she continued to read, write letters, knit, and enjoy long automobile rides.