"...She went from mystery to mystery with more and more courage. She was a long time playing with the shells, and longer still looking at the rock pools, exploring each miniature ocean from horizon to horizon, but at last she was ready for the fairies' cave. She did not feel at all afraid as she pushed past the green rock and went inside. Since she had run into this strange place through the horns of the horseshoe she had felt no fear, only awe. She had discovered a new country, but it was her own country. In this place where one was alone that one might listen, she felt at home as never before. In spite of its mystery it was so clean, so simple, and so safe. Nothing befouled the air one breathed, the music that was heard and yet not heard, like the sound of bells caught away by the wind, was without confusion, cold and clear like crystal..."

--Elizabeth Goudge, from Green Dolphin Street

This passage makes me miss the places, now so far away, that are my own country...