Dear God, you created us in your likeness, our hearts are uneasy until they find you - From the film Sophie Scholl - Sophie Scholl

La vie est toujours au bord de la mort ; les ruelles donnent sur la même place que les boulevards, et une petite bougie s’éteint tout comme un flambeau. Je choisis ma propre façon de brûler.

When I was able to get home it first hit me that you had left and I couldn't do anything about it. Every day before that an evening with you was waiting for me after school, now no more, strange feeling. I had grown too accustomed to your warmth. That is also a danger. At home I looked at the notebooks that you had bought and I got the stupidest surge of hope that I'd find something of you, something especially for meant for me. I would so much like to have something of you that I could always keep by me, that nobody else would notice.

I've been thinking of a story from the Old Testament: Moses stood all day and all night with outstretched arms, praying to God for victory. And whenever he let down his arms, the enemy prevailed over the children of Israel. Are there still people today who never weary of directing all their thinking and all their energy, single-heartedly, to one cause?