Quotes from Rainer Maria Rilke

And so I repress myself, and swallow the call-note of depth-dark sobbing.

Zenginlik gibiydi karanl?k, odan?n içinde; saklan?p orac?kta çocuk, otururken.

Everything that has been wrestled from doubt I welcome-the mouths that burst open after long knowledge of what it is to be mute.

It must be immense, this silence, in which sounds and movements have room

If it were possible for us to see further than our knowledge reaches, and a little beyond the outworks of our intuitions, perhaps we should then bear our sadnessess with greater assurance than our joys.

if what is near you is far off, then your distance is already among the stars and is very large; take joy in your growth, on which indeed you can take no companion, and be kind to those who stay behind, be steadfast and at peace before them, and do not torment them with your doubts and do not frighten them with your confidence or joy, which they could not understand.

THE SWAN This laboring of ours with all that remains undone, as if still bound to it, is like the lumbering gait of the swan. And then our dying — releasing ourselves from the very ground on which we stood — is like the way he hesitantly lowers himself into the water. It gently receives him, and, gladly yielding, flows back beneath him, as wave follows wave, while he, now wholly serene and sure, with regal composure, allows himself to glide.

Live for a while in these books, learn from them whatever seems to you worth learning, but above all love them.

No one can advise and assist you, no one. There is only one way: go into yourself.

All the things that cannot be gained through our pleading can be given to us only as something unexpected, something extra: this is why I am yet again confirmed in my belief that often nothing seems to matter in life but the longest patience.

Bir dünya girer benim görüÅŸ alan?ma, belki ay gibi insan bar?nmayan bir yer; onlar tek duyguyu haline b?rakmaz ama, orta mal?d?r kulland?klar? bütün sözler.

I have my dead and I have let them go and been surprised, to see them so consoled, so soon at home in death, just right this way, so unlike what we hear. Only you, you come back; you brush against me, you move about, you want to knock into things, to make them sound of you, telling me you're here. Oh don't take away what I'm slowly learning.

Wij hebben geen reden tot argwaan tegen onze wereld, want zij is niet tegen ons. Heeft zij verschrikkingen dan zijn het onze verschrikkingen; heeft zij afgronden, dan behoren die afgronden aan ons toe; zijn er gevaren, dan moeten wij proberen ze lief te hebben. Borgeby Gård Flädie, Zweden, 12 augustus 2017

Childhood is a land entirely independent of everything. The only land where kings exist. (Letters on Life)

Come here into the candlelight. I'm not afraid to look at the dead. For when the dead come they have as much right to sojourn in our gaze as any other thing.

Porque lo bello no es sino el comienzo de lo terrible

All feelings that concentrate you and lift you up are pure; only that feeling is impure which grasps just one side of your being and thus distorts you. Everything you can think of as you face your childhood, is good. Everything that makes more of you than you have ever been, even in your best hours, is right.

Így csetlünk-botlunk, félig ember, félig gúnykép mindegyikünk: nem vagyunk mi sem színészek, sem valódiak.

The quieter we are, the more patient and open we are in our sadness, the deeper and more unerringly the new will penetrate into us, the better we shall acquire it, the more it will be our fate, and then one day in the future it 'takes place' we shall feel related and close to it in our inmost hearts. And that is necessary.

If we allow an encounter with a given thing to be shaped by this expectation that it may last, every such experience will be spoiled and falsified, and ultimately it will be prevented from unfolding its most proper and authentic potential and fertility.

A un Dio è concesso. Ma dimmi come può seguirlo un uomo varcando la sottile lira?

Hoe zouden wij die oude mythen kunnen vergeten die aan de wieg van alle volkeren staan – de mythen over draken die op het allerlaatste ogenblik in een prinses veranderen; misschien zijn alle draken uit ons leven wel prinsessen die er alleen maar op wachten ons eens mooi en moedig te zien. Misschien is al het verschrikkelijkste in diepste wezen wel het hulpeloze dat ons om hulp vraagt. Borgeby Gård Flädie, Zweden, 12 augustus 2017

Yazmak için acele etmemek gerekir, mana ve tat toplamal?, bütün ve mümkünse uzun bir hayat boyunca ve sonra en sonunda belki iyi olan ve on sat?r yaz?labilir. Çünkü dizeler, birçoklar?n?n dediÄŸi gibi, deÄŸildir (bunlara insan yeterÅŸnce erken yaÅŸta sahiptir), dizeler deneyimlerdir.

For property is poverty and fear; only to have possessed something and to have let go of it means carefree ownership.