"This was not a reunion, but just one moment out of something that had never been interrupted. She thought how strange it would be if she ever said "hello" to him; one did not greet oneself each morning." - Part 3, Chapter 5 (page 479)

Thou hast made me known to friends whom I knew not.
Thou hast given me seats in homes not my own.
Thou hast brought the distant near and
made a brother of the stranger.

I am uneasy at heart when I have to leave
my accustomed shelter; I forget that there abides
the old in the new and that there also thou abidest..."
-Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali,