Anyone who realises what Love is, the dedication of the heart, so profound, so absorbing, so mysterious, so imperative, and always just in the noblest natures so strong, cannot fail to see how difficult, how tragic even, must often be the fate of those whose deepest feelings are destined from the earliest days to be a riddle and a stumbling-block, unexplained to themselves, passed over in silence by others.

The closing words form the epitaph engraved on his tombstone:

"Do not think too much of the dead husk of your friend or mourn too much over it but send your thoughts out towards the real soul or self which has escaped — to reach it. During 1886 he had a brief relationship with George Hukin[citation needed] who was employed in the Sheffield razor trade; despite Hukin's subsequent marriage which caused a rift between them the men ultimately formed a close and lifelong friendship. Their remoteness from society allowed Carpenter to indulge in naturism which he believed was a symbol of a life at one with nature.

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