Martin Buber Quote

In the ice of solitude man becomes most inexorably a question to himself, and just because the question pitilessly summons and draws into play his most secret life he becomes an experience to himself.


p. 150 - What is Man? (1938)


In the ice of solitude man becomes most inexorably a question to himself, and just because the question pitilessly summons and draws into play his...

In the ice of solitude man becomes most inexorably a question to himself, and just because the question pitilessly summons and draws into play his...

In the ice of solitude man becomes most inexorably a question to himself, and just because the question pitilessly summons and draws into play his...

In the ice of solitude man becomes most inexorably a question to himself, and just because the question pitilessly summons and draws into play his...