Daniel Pearl 1963-2002 Rest In Loving Peace

Daniel Pearl, a reporter for the Wall Street Journal, was kidnapped on 23 January 2002 in Karachi, Pakistan. The Wall Street Journal confirmed his passing on 21 February 2002. He is survived by his wife Mariane Pearl and a son that was unborn at his father's time of death.

Statement from Mariane Pearl
Statement from the parents of Daniel Pearl
Statement from the Wall Street Journal
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The Pearl family has established a charity "to support the causes to which he dedicated his life."

Donations can be sent to:
Daniel Pearl Family Foundation c/o The Wall Street Journal
P.O. Box 300
Princeton, N.J. 08543 U.S.A.

If you would like to send condolences personally to Daniel Pearl's family and friends, you may send them to pilot@dowjones.com.










A song for Mariane Pearl
A New Day Has Come By Celine Dion

A new day has come
A new day has come

I was waiting for so long
For a miracle to come
Everyone told me to be strong
Hold on and don't shed a tear

Through the darkness and good times
I knew I'd make it through
And the world thought I had it all
But I was waiting for you

Hush, love I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new, new son

A new day has come
A new day has come

Where it was dark now there's light
Where there was pain now there's joy
Where there was weakness, I found my strength
Oh, in the eyes of a boy

Hush, love I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new, new son

A new day has come

Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new, new son

A new day has come Ohhh, a light Hush, now

I see a light in your eyes
Oh, in the eyes of the boy

I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love

I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love

Hush, now Hush, now



Demain, Dès L'aube
Par Victor Hugo

Demain, dès l'aube, à l'heure où blanchit la campagne,
Je partirai. Vois-tu, je sais que tu m'attends.
J'irai par la forêt, j'irai par la montagne.
Je ne puis demeurer loin de toi plus longtemps.

Je marcherai les yeux fixés sur mes pensées,
Sans rien voir au dehors, sans entendre aucun bruit,
Seul, inconnu, le dos courbé, les mains croisées,
Triste, et le jour pour moi sera comme la nuit.

Je ne regarderai ni l'or du soir qui tombe,
Ni les voiles au loin descendant vers Harfleur,
Et quand j'arriverai, je mettrai sur ta tombe
Un bouquet de houx vert et de bruyère en fleur.