Thoughts on Spiritual Health
in the Face of evil
Living and dying, sorrow and joy, the blisters on my feet and the jasmine behind the house, the persecution, the unspeakable horrors: it is all as one in me, and I accept it all as one mighty whole and begin to grasp it better if only for myself, without being able to explain to anyone else how it all hangs together.
Etty Hillesum
(died @ Auschwitz)
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