Holger Zaborowski

Language is . . . like the air man breathes, the water in which he swims, the light that illuminates his world.

"In forgiveness, I allow the other to distance himself from his nature, from the way he is. In the moment of forgiveness, the other ceases to be a liar, so to speak. But it takes permission from outside of himself."

“No one truly dwells who lives as if he could move again at any moment. But at the same time no one truly dwells who lives as if he were going to dwell forever and ever exactly where he is.”