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Rainer Maria Rilke Quotes

Rainer Maria Rilke quotes

Deutsch Poet December 4, 1875 – December 29, 1926

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Whoever has no house now, will never have one. Whoever is alone will stay alone, will sit, read, write long letters through the evening, and wander on the boulevards, up and down, restlessly, while dry leaves are blowing. Rainer Maria Rilke
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write? Rainer Maria Rilke
May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children. Then in these swelling and ebbing currents, these deepening tides moving out, returning, I will sing you as no one ever has, streaming through widening channels into the open sea. Rainer Maria Rilke
-- And these thingsthat keep alive on departure know that you praise them; transient, they look to us, the most transient, to be their rescue. They want us to change them completely, in our invisible hearts, into -- O endlessly -- us! Whoever, finally, we may be. Rainer Maria Rilke
If there is nothing you can share with other people, try to be close to Things. Things will not abandon you. The nights are still there, and the winds that move through the trees and across many lands. Everything in the world of Things and animals is filled with being, of which you are part. Rainer Maria Rilke
Whom will you cry to, heart? More and more lonely, your path struggles on through incomprehensiblemankind. All the more futile perhapsfor keeping to its direction, keeping on toward the future, toward what has been lost. Rainer Maria Rilke
I would describe myself like a landscape I’ve studied at length, in detail; like a word I’m coming to understand; like a pitcher I pour from at mealtime; like my mother’s face; like a ship that carried me when the waters raged. Rainer Maria Rilke
There exists a creature which is perfectly harmless; when it passes before your eyes you scarcely notice it and forget it again immediately. But as soon as it invisibly gets somehow into your ears, it develops there, it hatches, as it were, and cases have been known where it was penetrated even into the brain and has thriven devastatingly in that organ, like those pneumococci in dogs that gain entrance through the nose. This creature is one's neighbor. Rainer Maria Rilke
Confess to yourself in the deepest hour of the night whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. Dig deep into your heart, where the answer spread its roots in your being, and ask yourself solemnly. Must I write? Rainer Maria Rilke
To make myself understood and to diminish the distance between us, I called out: “I am an evening cloud too.” They stopped still, evidently taking a good look at me. Then they stretched towards me their fine, transparent, rosy wings. That is how evening clouds greet each other. They had recognized me. Rainer Maria Rilke
... Oh hours of childhood, when behind each shape more than the past appearedand what streamed out before us was not the future. We felt our bodies growing and were at times impatient to be grown up, half for the sakeof those with nothing left but their grownupness. Rainer Maria Rilke
How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn’t touch your soul? How can I raise it high enough, past you, to other things? I would like to shelter it, among remote lost objects, in some dark and silent place that doesn’t resonate when your depths resound. Yet everything that touches us, me and you, takes us together like a violin’s bow, which draws one voice out of two separate strings. Upon what instrument are we two spanned? And what musician holds us in his hand? Oh sweetest song. Rainer Maria Rilke
Rainer Maria Rilke quote: "I learn it daily, learn it with painto which I am grateful:..."
I learn it daily, learn it with painto which I am grateful: patience is everything! (Letter Three) Rainer Maria Rilke
-- a kind of memory that tells usthat what we're now striving for was oncenearer and truer and attached to uswith infinite tenderness. Here all is distance, there it was breath. After the first homethe second one seems draughty and strangely sexed. Rainer Maria Rilke
Rainer Maria Rilke quote: "And now let us welcome the new year, full of things that never..."
And now let us welcome the new year, full of things that never were. Rainer Maria Rilke

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