“How joyful to be together, alone as when we first were joined in our little house by the stream long ago, except that now we know each other, as we did not then and now instead of two stories fumbling to meet, we belong to one story that the two, joining, made. And now we touch each other with the tenderness of mortals, who know themselves; how joyful to feel the heart quake at the sight of you old friend in the morning light, beautiful in your night robe!”