"The more mature hope becomes, the more clearly it perceives the nonsense of a mere existence running toward death. Hope is continually being confirmed in little, outwardly insignificant but irrefutable ways. How? In the sparks that flash forth in love's response. Summoned by love, hearts recognize each other now here and now there....This is a spark from the immense fire that burns in its unapproachable center. Hope would not exist if it did not come from the immense fire at the heart of things, if eternal love--contrary to appearances--were not the meaning of life." (Hans Urs von Balthasar, You Crown the Year with Your Goodness)
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