[reading a tribute at the tree that Alice has planted in memory of Curtis
They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death cannot kill what never dies. Nor can spirits ever be divided that love and live in the same divine principle - the root and record of their friendship. If absence be not death, neither is theirs. Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the sea. They live for one another still. This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet ...