I've never thought at all.

Does it matter, Little Brick?
It's too late now.

I can't begin to think.

But speak to me; tell me what you think.

Do you believe we get another chance, and are glad to behave less like curs and brutes?
Or is it all ended in that lonely little churchyard here?
I've never troubled about these things before, but now I know I am so near that gloomy little churchyard--well, it makes me wonder.