God Made So Many Different

One Must Be Truly Able To Say I In Order To Know The Mystery Of The Thou In Its Whole Truth.

It Pains Me To Speak Of God In The Third Person.

Without Being And Remaining Oneself, There Is No Love.

He Who Loves Brings God And The World Together.

No Purpose Intervenes Between I And You, No Greed And No Anticipation; And Longing Itself Is Changed As It Plunges From The Dream Into Appearance. Every Means Is An Obstacle. Only Where All Means Have Disintegrated Encounters Occur.