Love and death are the great gifts that are given to us; mostly they are passed on unopened. — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Never has grief been possessed, never has love been learned, and what removes us in death is not revealed. — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Dying is strange and hard if it is not our death, but a death that takes us by storm, when we've ripened… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
If no one else, the dying must notice how unreal, how full of pretense, is all that we accomplish here, where nothing… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Life and death: they are one, at core entwined. Who understands himself from his own strain presses himself into a drop of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“No waiting the beyond, no peering toward it, but longing to degrade not even death; we shall learn earthliness, and serve its… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Being dead filled her beyond fulfillment. Like a fruit suffused with its own mystery and sweetness, she was filled with her vast… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Quite pure, quite free of future planning, I mounted the tangled funeral pyre built for my suffering, so sure of nothing more… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“She was in herself, like a woman near term, and did not think of the man, going on ahead, or the path,… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Who is there today who still cares about a well-finished death? No one. Even the rich, who could after all afford this… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“I do not wish to say that one should love death; but one should love life so magnanimously, so without calculating and… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“I have my dead and I have let them go and been surprised, to see them so consoled, so soon at home… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“And you, Clara Westhoff, how simply and well you endured, lived through the experience, and made it a forward step in your… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“For the sake of a few lines one must see many cities, men and things. One must know the animals, one must… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
The artist's experience lies so unbelievably close to the sexual, to its pain and its pleasure, that the two phenomena are really just different… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Out of infinite longings rise finite deeds like weak fountains, falling back just in time and trembling. And yet, what otherwise remains silent, our… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“I love the dark hours of my being. My mind deepens into them. There I can find, as in old letters, the days of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“A complete sharing between two people is an impossibility and whenever it seems, nevertheless, to exist, it is a narrowing, a mutual agreement which… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“But this is what ... people are so often and disastrously wrong in doing: they (who by their very nature are impatient) fling themselves… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“If there is nothing you can share with other people, try to be close to Things. Things will not abandon you. The nights are… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“The point of marriage is not to create a quick commonality by tearing down all boundaries; on the contrary, a good marriage is one… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
You life will find its own paths... and that they be good, rich, and wide is what I wish for you, more than I… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
I do not want to be folded for where I am folded, there I am a lie. — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
