"Feelings one "has"; love occurs. Feelings dwell in man, but man dwells in his love." - Martin Buber

"Feeling one "has"; love occurs."

For God does not want to be believed in, to be debated and defended by us, but simply to be realized through us.

Dialogue and monologue are silenced. Bundled together, men march without Thou and without I, those of the left who want to abolish memory, and those of the right who want to regulate it: hostile and separated hosts, they march into the common abyss.

Thus the poet is the messenger of God and of the earth and is at home in the two spheres. The force of fire is his force; it burns in contradiction, and it shines in unity. Like Enoch, of whom a legend tells that he was transformed from flesh to fire; his bones are glowing coals, but his eyelashes are the splendor of the firmament.