It was always a source of happiness to her that the person she had loved more than anyone in her life—more, after she had been married and had her own home, than even her husband and her children—had had a goal and had fought for it, never bothering to ask whether or not it was his own will that he was following or whether the purpose behind it accorded with God’s. He knew what he wanted, and he strove for it until the hour of his death.
