I do not know the man.

Christians are odly uncomfortable with the humanity of Christ

I do not know the man.

I am more comfortable with the God. The man speaks to me not in solemn commands, in law and majesty, but the touch of a hand, a baby crying, a death, and expects me to hear and obey these voices of need and friendship as if they were the voice of God...

I do not know the man.

I do not want to know the human, the provisional and ironic, teacrs and laughter, the future still to make...Take us away from all this; like the ultimate romantic hero, sweep us into the world of distant panormaas, magical controls, solved problems. I do not want to be forced back to the earth where I must choose and travel and be hurt.