The king dies, and then the queen dies. E.M. Forster called it a narrative. The king dies, and then the queen dies of grief. That, ladies and gentlemen, is a plot.
But what if we put Forster?s theorem in a more familiar way: He loves; she loves; and then, because life works the way it does, one is destined to die before the other. That, ladies and gentlemen, is the human condition, an age-old progression, and yet the ages have made us no wiser about it. There is something about loss that refuses to be learned. For all the millennia of human history, for all the rituals of condolence, when death arrives, it seldom fails to surprise. A life is reduced to a vessel. A spirit is ferried away. And someone is left holding the ashes.
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