Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps: silence of paintings. You language where all language ends. You time standing vertically on the motion of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps: silence of paintings. You language where all language ends. You time standing vertically on the motion of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“MUSIC: Take me by the hand; it's so easy for you, Angel, for you are the road even while being immobile. You… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“At first the solitude charmed me like a prelude, but so much music wounded me.” — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
But you, divine poet, you sang on till the end as the swarm of rejected maenads attacked you, shrieking, you overpowered their… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Just a moment ..., I savour this ... ah, but it’s flown already. ... Only a bit of music, stamping in time,… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“I, who even as a child had been so distrustful of music (not because it took me out of myself more powerfully… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Songs of longing! And they will resound in my letters, just as they always have, sometimes loudly and sometimes secretly so that… — 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 my life, already lived, and held like a legend, and understood. Then the knowing comes: I can open to another life that’s wide and timeless. So I am sometimes like a tree rustling over a gravesite… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
“A complete sharing between two people is an impossibility and whenever it seems, nevertheless, to exist, it is a narrowing, a mutual agreement which robs either one member or both of his fullest freedom and development. But, once the realization is accepted that, even between the closest human beings, infinite distances continue to exist, a wonderful living side by side… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
“But this is what ... people are so often and disastrously wrong in doing: they (who by their very nature are impatient) fling themselves at each other when love takes hold of them, they scatter themselves, just as they are, in all their messiness, disorder, bewilderment ... And what can happen then? What can life do with this heap of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
“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 in which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude, and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust. A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share
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
