The future enters into us, in order to transform itself in us, long before it happens. — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
and I circle ten thousand years long; And I still don't know if I'm a falcon, a storm, or an unfinished song — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Oh longing for places that were not Cherished enough in that fleeting hour How I long to make good from afar The… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
They, who passed away long ago, still exist in us, as predisposition, as burden upon our fate, as murmuring blood, and as… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Let your beauty manifest itself without talking and calculation. You are silent. It says for you: I am. And comes in meaning… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
But learning-time is always a long, secluded time, and so loving, for a long while ahead and far on into life, is-solitude,… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
She followed slowly, taking a long time, As though there were some obstacles in the way; And yet: as though, once it… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Nothing strange should befall us, but only that which has long belonged to us. We will gradually learn to realize that that… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
You must give birth to your images. They are the future waiting to be born. Fear not the strangeness you feel. The… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
with poems one accomplishes so little when one writes them early. One should hold off and gather sense and sweetness a whole… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Spring has again returned. The Earth is like a child that knows many poems. Many, O so many. For the hardship of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
There would have to be bread, some rich, whole-grain bread and zwieback, and perhaps on a long, narrow dish some pale Westphalian… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Fig tree, how long it's been full meaning for me, the way you almost entirely omit to flower and into the seasonably-resolute… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
And now let us believe in a long year that is given to us, new, untouched, full of things that have never… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“O trees of life, O when are you wintering? We are not unified. We have no instincts like those of migratory birds.… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
It is possible I am pushing through solid rock, like the vein of ore encased, alone. I am such a long way… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
You, God, who live next door-- If at times, through the long night, I trouble you with my urgent knocking-- this is… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
I want to unfold. I don't want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie, and… — 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
