The trust that something from our room and silence flows outward into the surrounding world and helps those who are still wandering reconciles me with the fact that I have been called into this extraordinary solitude preferentially – before so many people who would have been more deserving. You cannot imagine how deeply I am ashamed every time someone speaks of our “life of a victim.” I lived a life of a victim when I still lived in the world…
(Edith Stein /1891–1942/, letter to Gertrud von le Fort, January 31, 1935)
