To Produce Is To Draw Forth, To

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.

As Long As The Firmament Of The You Is Spread Over Me, The Tempests Of Causality Cower At My Heels, And Whirl Of Doom Congeals.

It Is Usual To Think Of Good And Evil As Two Poles, Two Opposite Directions, The Antithesis Of One Another...we Must Begin By Doing Away With This Convention.

About What Mainly Constituted What You Ask, It Was Something Other. It Was Just A Certain Inclination To Meet People. And As Far As Possible, To Change Something In The Other, But Also To Let Me Be Changed By Him. At Any Event, I Had No Resistance, I Put No Resistance To It. I Already Began As A Young Man. I Felt I Have Not The Right To Want To Change Another If I Am Not Open To Be Changed By Him As Far As It Is Legitimate.