That is what our religion teaches us to want and to work for, and we do!" "But that is HERE," I said, "only for this life on earth." "Well?
And do not you in your country, with your beautiful religion of love and service have it here, too--for this life--on earth ?" None of us were willing to tell the women of Herland about the evils of our own beloved land.

It was all very well for us to assume them to be necessary and essential, and to criticize--strictly among ourselves--their all-too-perfect civilization, but when it came to telling them about the failures and wastes of our own, we never could bring ourselves to do it.
Moreover, we sought to avoid too much discussion, and to press the subject of our approaching marriages.
Jeff was the determined one on this score.
"Of course they haven't any marriage ceremony or service, but we can make it a sort of Quaker wedding, and have it in the temple--it is the least we can do for them." It was.

There was so little, after all, that we could do for them.

Here we were, penniless guests and strangers, with no chance even to use our strength and courage--nothing to defend them from or protect them against.
"We can at least give them our names," Jeff insisted.
They were very sweet about it, quite willing to do whatever we asked, to please us.

As to the names, Alima, frank soul that she was, asked what good it would do.
Terry, always irritating her, said it was a sign of possession.