In The Beginning Was The

Man Wishes To Be Confirmed In His Being By Man, And Wishes To Have A Presence In The Being Of The Other…. Secretly And Bashfully He Watches For A Yes Which Allows Him To Be And Which Can Come To Him Only From One Human Person To Another.

God Is The "mysterium Tremendum," That Appears And Overthrows, But He Is Also The Mystery Of The Self-evident, Nearer To Me Than My I.

You Do Not Attain To Knowledge By Remaining On The Shore And Watching The Foaming Waves, You Must Make The Venture And Cast Yourself In, You Must Swim, Alert And With All Your Force, Even If A Moment Comes When You Think You Are Losing Consciousness; In This Way, And In No Other, Do You Reach Anthropological Insight.

In Spite Of All Similarities, Every Living Situation Has, Like A Newborn Child, A New Face, That Has Never Been Before And Will Never Come Again. It Demands Of You A Reaction That Cannot Be Prepared Beforehand. It Demands Nothing Of What Is Past. It Demands Presence, Responsibility; It Demands You.

You Can Rake The Muck This Way, Rake The Muck That Way-- It Will Always Be Muck. Have I Sinned Or Have I Not Sinned? In The Time I Am Brooding Over It, I Could Be Stringing Pearls For The Delight Of Heaven