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Human Life And Humanity Come Into Being In Genuine Encounters. The Hope For This Hour Depends Upon The Renewal Of The Immediacy Of Dialogue Among Human Beings.

Our Relationships Live In The Space Between Us Which Is Sacred.

Every Person Born In This World Represents Something New, Something That Never Existed Before, Something Original And Unique.

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

In The Ice Of Solitude Man Becomes Most Inexorably A Question To Himself, And Just Because The Question Pitilessly Summons And Draws Into Play His Most Secret Life He Becomes An Experience To Himself.