“To speak again of solitude, it becomes ever clearer that in truth there is nothing we can choose or avoid. We are solitary. We can delude ourselves and act as if this were not so. That is all we can… — Anita Barrows Copy Share
“I want to ask you, as clearly as I can, to bear with patience all that is unresolved in your heart, and try to love the questions themselves, as if they were rooms yet to enter or books written in… — Anita Barrows Copy Share
“To speak again of solitude, it becomes ever clearer that in truth there is nothing we can choose or avoid. We are solitary. We can delude ourselves and act as if this were not so. That is all we can do. How much better to realize from the start that that is what we are, and to proceed from there.… — Anita Barrows Copy Share
“We are told not to leave food on the table overnight: it draws the dead.” — Anita Barrows Copy Share Image
“I want to ask you, as clearly as I can, to bear with patience all that is unresolved in your heart, and try to love the questions themselves, as if they were rooms yet to enter or books written in a foreign language. Don’t dig for answers that can’t be given you yet: you cannot live them now. For everything… — Anita Barrows Copy Share
“(in the sanitarium, in Rilke’s final illness) Brother body is poor…that means we must be rich for him. He was often the rich one; so may he be forgiven for the meanness of his wretched moments. Then, when he acts as though he barely knows us, may he be gently reminded of all that has been shared. Of course, we… — Anita Barrows Copy Share
“In the face of our collective condition of danger and pervasive loss, Rilke summons us to be present to our world in all its… — Anita Barrows Copy Share Image
“Full round apple, peach, pear, blackberry. Each speaks life and death into the mouth. Look at the face of a child eating them. The… — Anita Barrows Copy Share Image
