He wanted to retire, but he was always thinking of financial obligations. He always wanted my niece to become a doctor so she could help the poor.

We are all suffering great loss.

He would always tell my son to always respect his culture.

I know, 100 percent, that my father is in heaven because of his deeds. How could this happen to my father?

We do everything by custom, even believe by it; our very axioms, let us boast of free-thinking as we may, are oftenest simply such beliefs as we have never heard questioned

A long habit of not thinking a thing wrong, gives it a superficial appearance of being right, and raises at first a formidable outcry in defense of custom. But the tumult soon subsides. Time makes more converts than reason.