Always trust yourself and your own feelings, as opposed to arguments and discussions. If it turns out that you are wrong, then the natural growth of your inner life will eventually guide you to other insights.
Go on loving what is good, simple, and ordinary.
And do not change. Do not divert your love from visible things. But go on loving what is good, simple and ordinary; animals and things and flowers, and keep the balance true.
Yet everything that touches us, me and you, takes us together like a violin's bow, which draws one voice out of two separate strings.
Keep growing quietly and seriously throughout your whole development; you cannot disturb it more rudely than by looking outward and expecting from outside replies to questions that only your inmost feeling in your most hushed hour can perhaps answer.
The most visible joy can only reveal itself to us when we've transformed it, within.
I don't want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie.
Love is like the measles. The older you get it, the worse the attack.
To be loved means to be consumed. To love is to give light with inexhaustible oil. To be loved is to pass away, to love is to endure.
I could give you no advice but this: to go into yourself and to explore the depths where your life wells forth.
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.
Perhaps then, some day far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp.
Works of art always spring from those who have faced the danger, gone to the very end of an experience, to the point beyond which no human being can go. The further one dares to go, the more decent, the more personal, the more unique a life becomes.
We ignore the gods and fill our minds with trash.
My blood is alive with many voices telling me I am made of longing.
May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.
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.
Somewhere there is an ancient enmity between our daily life and the great work. Help me in saying it, to understand it.
All this hurrying soon will be over. Only when we tarry do we touch the holy.
You are also the physician who must watch over yourself. But in the course of every illness there are many days in which the physician can do nothing but wait.
we are continually overflowing toward those who preceded us, toward our origin, and toward those who seemingly come after us. ... It is our task to imprint this temporary, perishable earth into ourselves so deeply, so painfully and passionately, that its essence can rise again “invisibly,” inside us. We are the bees of the invisible. We wildly collect the honey of the visible, to store it in the great golden hive of the invisible.
Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.
And still it is not enough to have memories. One must be able to forget them when they are many, and one must have the great patience to wait until they come again. For it is not yet the memories themselves. Not until they have turned to blood within us, to glance, to gesture, nameless and no longer to be distinguished from ourselves - not until then can it happen that in a most rare hour the first word of a verse arises in their midst and goes forth from them.
Live the questions now.
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