Edward Hopper Ground Swell painting

Edward Hopper Ground Swell paintingEdgar Degas Woman Combing Her Hair paintingFrederic Edwin Church Autumn painting
body. Just that little cut on the chin. One little bruise on his lower lip. Not another mark on his body. He had the most magnificent physique I’ve ever seen in a human being.”
Nobody spoke for a long while; then Andrew said, “All I can say is, when my time comes, I only hope I die half as well.”
His father nodded; Hannah closed her eyes and bowed her head. Catherine waited, patiently.
“In his strength,” Mary said; and took her hands from her face. Her eyes were still closed. “That’s how he was taken,” she said very tenderly; “in his strength. Singing, probably”—her voice broke on the word—“happy, all alone, racing Home because he loved so to go fast and couldn’t except when he was alone, and because he didn’t want to disappoint his children. And then just as you said, Andrew. Just one moment of trouble, of something that might be danger—and was; it was death itself—and everything in his nature springing to its full height to fight it, to get it under control, not in fear. Just in bravery and nobility and