"I am not trying to make you do anything; I am only trying to discover what you make yourself do. And do you, as a matter of fact, really dispute the main conclusions to which we have come, or rather, if you will accept my phrase, the main 'postulates of the will' which we have elicited?"
"What are they? Let me have them again."
"Well," I said, "here they are. First, that Good has some meaning."
"Agreed!"
"Second, that we know something about that meaning."
"Doubtful!" said Dennis. "But it will be no use now to resume that controversy."
"No," I replied, "only I thought I had shown that if we know nothing about it, then, for us, it has no meaning; and so our first assumption is also destroyed, and with it all significance in life."
"Well," he said, "go on. We can't go over all that again."
"Third," I continued, "that among our experiences the one which comes nearest to Good is that which we called love."
"Possible!" said Dennis, "but a very tentative approximation."