so winnie wrote and these words were of some comfort to him , for they showed him that his pain was direct evidence that he had loved isabelle without any reservation , and that there was nothing in heaven or hell that could contradict this fact , and this knowledge grew in the heart that beat within him and his heart swelled a hundredfold with sadness and wisdom and a strange sore thankfulness and these things lived together within him and would whisper to him quietly from the endless reservoir that gave winnie his love and his courage and which truly knew no bounds .