That helps some people for a little while; and when the charm of the romance is over, then they are ready for another, perhaps more fantastic than the last.

But the plot is always the same: our beloved ones--shall we meet them, and how?
Isn't it pitiful?
Why cannot we be more impersonal?
These puny, petty minds of ours! When will they learn to expand ?" "Why should we learn to be more impersonal ?" she said.

"There was a time when I felt like that; but now I have learnt something better: that we need not be ashamed of being human; above all, of having the best of human instincts, love, and the passionate wish for its continuance, and the unceasing grief at its withdrawal.

There is no indignity in this; nor any trace of weakmindedness in our restless craving to know about the Hereafter, and the possibilities of meeting again those whom we have lost here.

It is right, and natural, and lovely that it should be the most important question.