#rainer maria rilke
“We have no reason to harbor any mistrust against our world, for it is not against us. If it has terrors, they are our terrors; if it has abysses, these abysses belong to us; if there are dangers, we must try to love them. And if only we arrange our life in accordance with the principle which tells us that we must always trust in the difficult, then what now appears to us as the most alien will become our most intimate and trusted experience.”— Rainer Maria Rilke, excerpt from Letter #8, Letters to a Young Poet, August 12, 1904
They are assembled, astonished and disturbed
round him, who like a sage resolved his fate,
and now leaves those to whom he most belonged,
leaving and passing by them like a stranger.
Rainer Maria Rilke
The Last Supper, by Leonardo da Vinci
Rainer Maria Rilke
“Let everything happen to you:
Beauty and terror.
Just keep going.
No feeling is final.”
-Rilke
musings on Spring
— Rainer Maria Rilke, The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke | Pablo Neruda (?) | Louise Glück, Vita Nova | Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro | Vladimir Nabokov, Mary | Etel Adnan, Jebu | Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary | Bangtan Sonyeondan (방탄소년단), 봄날 (Spring Day) | Artwork by Claude Monet
“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke: Letters to a Young Poet
Hard to do so in tumblr
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“The deep parts of my life pour onward,
as if the river shores were opening out.
It seems that things are more like me now,
that I can see farther into paintings.
I feel closer to what language can’t reach.”
—Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Moving Foward”, trans. Robert Bly
Nadie vive su vida Disfrazados desde la infancia ensamblados al azar de voces, miedos, pequeños placeres llegamos a la adultez como máscaras. Nuestro verdadero rostro nunca habla.
- Rainer Maria Rilke
whenemily dickinson wrote “spring is a happiness so beautiful, so unique, so unexpected, that i don’t know what to do with my heart” and anaïs nin “to feel the spring, to renew my love affair with the world.” and sylvia plath “cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul” and rainer maria rilke “it is spring again. the earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” and fyodor dostoevsky “and now it’s spring, so my ideas are always so nice, sharp, inventive, and the dreams i have are tender; everything is rose-coloured”
“Schau, ich will nichts, als deine Hände halten und still und gut und voller Frieden sein.”
- Rainer Maria Rilke
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