“Standing here now, looking across the valley toward the facing hill, Jess could imagine how homesick Isabel must have felt at times. She herself had been thinking of 'home' a lot. Home, she'd realized, wasn't a place or a time or a person, though it could be any and all those things; home was a feeling, a sense of being complete. The opposite of 'home' wasn't 'away,' it was 'lonely.' When someone said, 'I want to go home,' what they really meant was that they didn't want to feel lonely anymore.”
Book:Homecoming
