The work of love in remembering one who is dead is a work of the freest love.
And yet, when a person first lies in his grave with six feet of earth over him, he is more helpless than the child!
---If, therefore, you want to test whether you love freely, observe some time how over a period of time you relate yourself to the one who is dead....
But with respect to one dead everything is made clear. Here there is nothing, nothing coercive at all.
O, there is no one as helpless as one who is dead, and in his helplessness he exercises absolutely not the slightest compulsion! Therefore no love is as free as the work of love which remembers one who is dead---for to remember him is something quite different from not being able to forget him at first.
The work of love in remembering one dead is a work of the most faithful love.