His departure gave Catherine the first experimental conviction that a loss may be sometimes a gain.

She felt the loss of Willoughby's character yet more heavily than she had felt the loss of his heart . . .

Whom wilt thou find to love ignoble thee
Save Me, save only Me?
All which I took from thee I did but take,
Not for thy harms.
But just that thou might'st seek it in my arms.
All which thy child's mistake
Fancies as lost, I have stored for thee at home;
Rise, clasp My hand, and come!

Only at loss will you know gain.

Enjoy the knowledge. It won't be a loss, even if it won't be a gain either.

Treat gain and loss the same.' Don't be Intimidated. Don't make a Big Deal of anything - just accept things as they come to you.