At the trial of God, we will ask: why did you allow all this?

“I have a yearning to break into loud weeping, to split this knot that I’ve been carrying with me in mid-breast, to loosen into flight, to expel a frightful animal aching that I’ve been carrying for years now, to howl at death like a dog all night long, in the countryside or in the mountains, in solitude, until I pass out, senseless.”

“Of all the pitfalls in our paths and the tremendous delays and wanderings off the track I want to say that they are not what they seem to be. I want to say that all that seems like fantastic mistakes are not mistakes, all that seems like error is not error; and it has to be done. That which seems like a false step is the next step.”