Those who hope for no other life are dead even for this.

The other life here is a life beyond death, and the claim is that hoping for it is not a distraction from the present but part of what keeps the present alive. Without some hope that reaches past the grave, the line suggests, the days narrow into mere endurance. Read in that spirit it speaks most directly to those who hold such a hope, and more widely it says that a life needs something ahead of it to stay open.

If hope of any kind feels far off just now, that describes how things feel at present, not a verdict on you or on what is still possible. Feelings like that insist they are permanent, and they are often wrong. Notice whatever, however small, still draws you forward, and give it a little room this week.