I have discovered where heaven is.  
Wherever you are, it is somewhere else.
 
It is the land of the unattainable, the island that has never been discovered, the shore no ship has ever reached.
 
Who has found that moment, spoken of by Goethe, where one can say, “Let this moment last forever”?
 
We were sitting on the top of the mountain, on the platform in front of the little inn, Anushka and I, looking far out over the successive ranges of the Sierras that extended wave-like everywhere. The sun was brilliant. The air was warm. Around us was spread a panorama as beautiful as mortal eyes had ever seen. I was about to ask 115 Anushka if she was happy, when she pointed to a spot over the farthest peaks where the clouds touched the mountain-tops and a gleam of sunshine blessed them, and said:
 
“There! My soul is yonder. Do you see that spot? It is the dwelling-place of light ineffable. All is peace and joy there. I think that must be heaven.”
 
“You are right,” I answered. “That is heaven—from here. But when you get there you will find it only mist. From here those clouds are white and gold, and angels fly among them. If you could reach them you would find it bleak and cold, with only rocks and snow-drifts and desolation about you.
 
“Then perhaps you might see, farther on in the distance, another point full of glory. If you flew to that you would find your glory-point just as far away as ever.
 
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“So heaven flies before us. To us heaven is on Venus, or Saturn, or Arcturus; to............