Faith is not the clinging to a shrine but an endless pilgrimage of the heart.
ABRAHAM JOSHUA HESCHELKnowledge-like the sky- is never private property. No teacher has a right to withhold it from anyone who asks for it. Teaching is the art of sharing.
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The road to the sacred leads through the secular.
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To be is to stand for.
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I did not ask for success; I asked for wonder.
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Our concern is not how to worship in the catacombs but how to remain human in the skyscrapers.
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It is our honest response to the grandeur and mystery of reality our confrontation with that which transcends the given.
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By the word of God the world was created.
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Faith is not the clinging to a shrine but an endless pilgrimage of the heart.
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In prayer we shift the center of living from self-consciousness to self-surrender
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We use words as tools. We forget that words are a repository of the spirit. The tragedy of our times is that the vessels of the spirit are broken.
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The idea of dependence is an explanation, whereas self-sufficiency is an unprecedented, nonanalogous concept in terms of what we know about life within nature.
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In the first way he sees in what surrounds him things to be handled, forces to be managed, objects to be put to use.
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This may be the vocation of man: to say “Amen” to being and to the Author of being; to live in defiance of absurdity, notwithstanding futility and defeat; to attain faith in God even in spite of God.
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feel in the rush of the passing the stillness of the eternal
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In the second way he sees in what surrounds him things to be acknowledged, understood, valued or admired.
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Yet the abyss is not not infinite; its bottom may suddenly be discovered within the confines of a human heart or under the debris of might doubts.
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