I believe that one is never more just than at those moments when one admires unreservedly and with absolute devotion.
Rainer Maria RilkeGod speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.
Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don't let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.
Co to było - ten płomień, ten niekończący się brak, to słodkie, głębokie, promieniujące uczucie zbierających się łez? Co to było?
Rainer Maria RilkeWhat would you do, God, if I died?
Rainer Maria RilkeEl amor de un ser humano por otro, es posiblemente la prueba más difícil para cada uno de nosotros.
Rainer Maria RilkeStichwörter: love amor essay ensayo
Try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live with them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now.
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Perhaps then, some day far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.
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If the confident animal coming toward us
had a mind like ours,
the change in him would startle us.
But to him his own being is endless,
undefined, and without regard
for his condition: clear,
like his eyes. Where we see future,
he sees all, and himself
in all, made whole for always.
O trees of life, O when are you wintering?
We are not unified. We have no instincts
like those of migratory birds. Useless, and late,
we force ourselves, suddenly, onto the wind,
and fall down to an indifferent lake.
We realise flowering and fading together.
And somewhere lions still roam. Never knowing,
as long as they have their splendour, of any weakness.
Accetta dunque [...] un bacio con tutto il cuore nella solenne ora di Natale, la più pacata dell'anno, la più misteriosa, in cui i desideri ancora ignari si tendono fino all'estremo e vengono per prodigio esauditi: [...] abbandona ogni dubbio e incomprensione: in quest'ora abbiamo un posticino dentro di noi dove siamo semplicemente bambini, che attende e sta là, fiducioso e mai confuso, nel suo diritto a una grande gioia: questo è il Natale.
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