Be glad that you are growing, and realize that you cannot take anyone with you; be gentle with those who stay behind. Be confident and calm before them, and don’t torment them with your doubts or distress them with your ambitions which they wouldn’t be able to comprehend. -Rilke
All feelings that gather you up and lift you are pure. If they twist and tear at your being, they are not. Every emotion that makes more of you than you have ever been, even in your best hours, is good. -Rilke
I yearn for my work, because it always helps me make sense of things. For never was a horror experienced without an angel stepping in from the opposite direction to witness it with me. -Rilke
Those who create are like you, God.
They long for the eternal.
Lovers also gather your inheritance.
They are the poets of one brief hour.
They kiss an expressionless mouth into a smile
as if creating it anew, more beautiful.
-Rilke
If we hold steady and take love upon us as a task and a teaching instead of losing ourselves in an easy and frivolous game behind which to hide the most honest questions of our existence—this may be felt as a small illumination and step forward by those who come after us. -Rilke
You said live out loud, and die you said lightly,
and over and over again you said be.
And what they have stammered ever since
are fragments
of your ancient name.
-Rilke
God, every night is hard.
Always there are some awake,
who turn, turn, and do not find you.
Don’t you hear them crying out
as they go farther and farther down?
Surely you hear them weep; for they are weeping.
-Rilke
Humanity has been terrified and beset by dread; but is there anything noble and gracious that has not, from time to time, worn the mask of dread? -Rilke
Whoever takes it seriously, discovers that with real love, there are no easy recipes. There are no universally agreed-upon rules. But in the same measure that we begin as individuals to explore life’s meaning for us, these great things come toward us to be met and known. -Rilke
I'm not saying we should love death, but rather we should love life so generously, without picking and choosing, that we automatically include it (life’s other half) in our love. It is conceivable death is infinitely closer to us than life itself. What do we know of it? -Rilke
Bereft of knowledge before the heavens of my life, I stand astonished. Oh the great stars. Their rising and their setting. How quiet. As if I did not exist. Am I taking part? -Rilke
Those who create are like you, God.
They long for the eternal.
Lovers also gather your inheritance.
They are the poets of one brief hour.
They kiss an expressionless mouth into a smile
as if creating it anew, more beautiful.
-Rilke
Memory is not enough…
I do not recollect. What I am
is alive in me because of you. I do not reinvent you
at sadly cooled-off places you have left behind.
Even your absence is filled
with your warmth and is more real
than your not-existing.
-Rilke
Things are not nearly so comprehensible and sayable as we are generally made to believe. Most experiences are unsayable; they come to fullness in a realm that words do not inhabit. -Rilke