“Sometimes I am glad when Henry's gone, but I am always glad when he come's back”
“I am not glad she is dead, but I am not sorry she is gone.”
“And yet I love him. I love him so much and so dearly, that when I sometimes think my life may be but a weary one, I am proud of it and glad of it. I am proud and glad to suffer something for him, even though it is of no service to him, and he will never know of it or care for it.”
“Beloved,/ I am so glad,/ So very glad You have come.”
“I am glad I met you and I am glad to say that.”
“I am glad,” he said. “They will be able to take care of each other when I am gone, or at least I can hope for it. He says she does not love him, but—surely she will come to love him in time. Will is easy to love, and he has given her his whole heart. I can see it. I hope she will not break it.”