The Perfection Of Any Matter, The Highest

What You Must Do Is Love Your Neighbor As Yourself. There Is No One Who Knows Your Many Faults Better Than You! But You Love Yourself Notwithstanding. And So You Must Love Your Neighbor, No Matter How Many Faults You See In Him.

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.

But When A Man Draws A Lifeless Thing Into His Passionate Longing For Dialogue, Lending It Independence And As It Were A Soul, Then There May Dawn In Him The Presentiment Of A World-wide Dialogue With The World-happening That Steps Up To Him Even In His Environment, Which Consists Partially Of Things. Or Do You Seriously Think That The Giving And Taking Of Signs Halts On The Threshold Of That Business Where An Honest And Open Spirit Is Found?

The Atheist Staring From His Attic Window Is Often Nearer To God Than The Believer Caught Up In His Own False Image Of God.

Through The Thou A Person Becomes I.