There Is No Room For God In

This Is The Sacrifice: The Endless Possibility That Is Offered Up On The Altar Of The Form.

I Have To Tell It Again And Again: I Have No Doctrine. I Only Point Out Something. I Point Out Reality, I Point Out Something In Reality Which Has Not Or Too Little Been Seen. I Take Him Who Listens To Me At His Hand And Lead Him To The Window. I Push Open The Window And Point Outside. I Have No Doctrine, I Carry On A Dialogue.

We Can Be Redeemed Only To The Extent To Which We See Ourselves.

This Is The Eternal Origin Of Art That A Human Being Confronts A Form That Wants To Become A Work Through Him. Not A Figment Of His Soul But Something That Appears To The Soul And Demands The Soul's Creative Power. What Is Required Is A Deed That A Man Does With His Whole Being.

Every Person Born Into The World Represents Something New, Something That Never Existed Before, Something Original And Unique....if There Had Been Someone Like Her In The World, There Would Have Been No Need For Her To Be Born." --martin Buber As Quoted In Narrative Means For Sober Ends, By Jon Diamond, P.78