Prof. W. explained to me that there are weightless things. Gravitation for one. It is not material, yet it exists, we feel its pull. So the dead may likewise still exist. Through what they have left behind, through memory, their influence, and so on.
This is no comfort, though, when you howl, yearning for familiar hands, the chest, the one dear body.
— Anna Kamienska, In that Great River: A Notebook