“Returning to the apartment, I feel a bitter tipsy pleasure at the extent to which my world has fallen apart.”

“It occurs to me that my thinking has been faulty: we do not feel God's absence. We feel the absence of all that is lost to God, that which has set itself apart and refuses to return, believing itself to be in exile.”

“My world is falling apart.”

“Because, instead of bitterness, you feel enthusiasm. That is the only difference. Apart from that, one must respect the Mystery, and humbly accept that God has a plan for us. A generous plan, which leads us towards His presence, and which justifies these millions of stars, planets, black holes, etc. which we see tonight,”

“We have been called to heal wounds, to unite what has fallen apart, and to bring home those who have lost their way.”

“Shall the water not remember Embermy hand’s slow gesture, tracing above ofits mirror my half-imaginary airyportrait? My only belonging longing;is my beauty, which I take acheaway and then return, as love ofteasing playfully the one being unbeing.whose gratitude I treasure Is yourmoves me. I live apart heartfrom myself, yet cannot notlive apart. In the water’s tone, stone?that brilliant silence, a flower Hour,whispers my name with such slight light:moment, it seems filament of air, farethe world becomes cloudswell. well.”