“Do you hear? Angels sing!”

I wouldn’t be at all surprised if the fiery voice of the angel were to say to us at this moment: “Why do you seek the living among the dead? They are not here in the kingdom of death. They are in the kingdom of life.” […]

Did Father Gherasim Iscu die? In the last hour of his existence here, he told the one who cared for him:

– Tonight I will pass over. Please wash my face a little and, if you can, cut my nails. I don’t want to leave an unkempt body here.

Then, staring intently at a point in space with his eyes wide open, he said bluntly:

– Do you hear? The angels are singing!

And he stayed like that, with his hands on his chest like a cross and his eyes open to the other side, where he had also passed, gently, like a breeze.

(Victor Stoica – Memoirs. Petre Țuțea at the vertical, Fides Publishing House, Iași, 1998, pp. 93-94)