Rainer Maria Rilke Quotes
René Karl Wilhelm Johann Josef Maria Rilke (4 December 1875 – 29 December 1926)—better known as Rainer Maria Rilke —was a Bohemian-Austrian poet and novelist, "widely recognized as one of the most lyrically intense German-language poets", writing in both verse and highly lyrical prose. Several critics have described Rilke's work as inherently "mystical"
And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been.
Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.
Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.
Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.
I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.
It is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do it.
A person isn't who they are during the last conversation you had with them - they're who they've been throughout your whole relationship.
If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for the Creator, there is no poverty.
Let life happen to you. Believe me: life is in the right, always.
Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave.
I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each protects the solitude of the other.
All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
The future enters into us, in order to transform itself in us, long before it happens.
One had to take some action against fear when once it laid hold of one.
No great art has ever been made without the artist having known danger.
For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.
The only journey is the one within.
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
Who has not sat before his own heart's curtain? It lifts: and the scenery is falling apart.
There are so many things about which some old man ought to tell one while one is little; for when one is grown one would know them as a matter of course.
There may be good, but there are no pleasant marriages.
This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love: the more they give, the more they possess.
He reproduced himself with so much humble objectivity, with the unquestioning, matter of fact interest of a dog who sees himself in a mirror and thinks: there's another dog.
Surely all art is the result of one's having been in danger, of having gone through an experience all the way to the end, where no one can go any further.
And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been.
Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.
Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.
Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.
I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.
It is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do it.
A person isn't who they are during the last conversation you had with them - they're who they've been throughout your whole relationship.
If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for the Creator, there is no poverty.
Let life happen to you. Believe me: life is in the right, always.
Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave.
I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each protects the solitude of the other.
All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
The future enters into us, in order to transform itself in us, long before it happens.
One had to take some action against fear when once it laid hold of one.
No great art has ever been made without the artist having known danger.
For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.
The only journey is the one within.
Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
Who has not sat before his own heart's curtain? It lifts: and the scenery is falling apart.
There are so many things about which some old man ought to tell one while one is little; for when one is grown one would know them as a matter of course.
There may be good, but there are no pleasant marriages.
This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love: the more they give, the more they possess.
He reproduced himself with so much humble objectivity, with the unquestioning, matter of fact interest of a dog who sees himself in a mirror and thinks: there's another dog.
Surely all art is the result of one's having been in danger, of having gone through an experience all the way to the end, where no one can go any further.
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