Dr Pierson, the minister of the parish, did read the service for buriall and so I saw my poor brother laid into the grave; and so all broke up and I and my wife and Madam Turner and her family to my brother’s, and by and by fell to a barrell of oysters, cake, and cheese of Mr Honiwoods, with him in his chamber and below—being too merry for so late a sad work; but Lord, to see how the world makes nothing of the memory of a man an hour after he is dead. And endeed, I must blame myself; for though at the sight of him, dead and dying, I had real grief fo ra while, while he was in my sight, yet presently after and ever since, I have had very little grief for him.

Samuel Pepys, Diary of Samuel Pepys, 1669