"I am standing on the seashore. A ship spreads her sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. I stand watching her until she fades on the horizon, and someone at my side says,'She is gone.'

"Gone where? The loss of sight is in ME, not in HER. Just at the moment when someone says, 'She is gone,' there are others who are watching her coming. Others' voices take up the glad shout, 'Here she comes!'