Sometimes God sends me moments in which I am utterly at peace. In those moments I
Christ washing the feet2.jpghave constructed for myself a creed in which everything is clear and holy for me. Here it is: to believe that there is nothing more beautiful, more profound, more sympathetic, more reasonable, more courageous, and more perfect than Christ, and not only is there nothing, but I tell myself with jealous love, that there never could be.


Fyodor Dostoyevsky