Unless you are a Bernard Shaw you find a preface a most embarrassing business.
If memory survived eternally, then indeed there might be justification for a belief in hell.
It is always easier to be an epicure of a small repast than of a banquet.
Tradition is a fine thing. Nothing comes out of the blue, except perhaps thunderbolts and they are not really very useful things.
The basic trouble is that people make statements without sufficient data.
One lives everything down in time.