A great philosopher is always right and gives us to think even in what he does not manage to think, while a philosopher is limited to responding, hen… - Jean-Luc Marion

What if God did not have first to be, since he loved us first, when we were not? And what if, to envisage him, we did not have to wait for him within the horizon of Being, but rather transgress ourselves in risking to love love.

Theological writing always transgresses itself, just as theological speech feeds on the silence in which, at last, it speaks correctly.

To love requires loving without being able or willing to wait any longer to love perfectly, definitively, and forever. Loving demands that the first time already coincide with the last time. The dawn and the evening make one single twilight—the time to love does not last and is played out in an instant, a fragment, a single beat—only one heartbeat, the smallest gap, the articulum, separates us from eternity…. Death frightens the lover no more than the finish line terrorizes the runner: rather, he fears not reaching it quickly enough. Thus we have only one single instant at our disposal, one single atom of an instant, and it is now. Nunc est amandum, we must love now, now or never, now and forever. The instant is only given for that.