Rainer Maria Rilke idézet

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„Derítsd ki, mi az oka annak, hogy írsz; nézd meg, hogy a szíved mélyére terjesztette-e a gyökereit; valld be magadnak, hogy belehalnál, ha megtiltanák az írást.”

„A szeretet ebből áll: két magányosság, amely találkozik, megvédi és üdvözli egymást.”

„A szerelemben csak ezt kell gyakorolnunk: elengedni egymást. Mert a kapaszkodás könnyen jön; nem kell megtanulnunk.”

„Mert az, hogy az egyik ember szeresse a másikat: az talán a legnehezebb minden feladatunk közül,az a végső, az utolsó próba és dolog, amelyre minden más dolog csak felkészülés.”

„A szem munkája elkészült. Most menj, és dolgozz a szívedben rekedt képeken.”

„Az akarat nem fontos, a panaszkodás és a hírnév semmit nem jelentenek. Nyitottság, türelem, befogadóképesség és a magány minden, ami számít.”

„Ezt két ember közötti kötelék legfelsőbb feladatának tartom: azt hogy mindegyik őrizze a másik magányát.”

„Az életemet egyre szélesedő körökben élem, amelyek az egész világra kiterjednek.”

„Újra tavasz van. A föld olyan, mint egy gyermek, aki kívülről tudja a verseket.”

„Az élet célja, hogy egyre nagyobb és nagyobb dolgok győzzék le.”

„Azokkal akarok lenni, akik ismernek titkos dolgokat, különben inkább egyedül lennék.”

„Rózsa, te tiszta ellentmondás, gyönyörüség,
Annyi temérdek pilla alatt senkisem alszik.”

„Hogyha elvesztlek, no mondd,
tudsz-e úgy elaludni többet,
hogy ne susogjak majd fölötted,
mint a széles hársfalomb?”

„Hogyha kiáltanék, ki hallana engem
az angyalok rendjéből? és ha netán a szivére
vonna hirtelen egyik: én belepusztulnék
az erősebb lét közelébe. Mert hisz a Szép nem más,
mint az iszonyu kezdete, mit még elviselünk,
s mennyire bámuljuk, mert megveti szenvtelenül, hogy
összetiporjon. Iszonyu minden angyal.”

„S csillagként ragyog fel majd felettem
a mosoly, mely rajtad bujdokolt.”

„Higgyetek egy olyan szeretetben, amely örökségként van elraktározva számotokra, és higgyetek abban, hogy ebben a szeretetben olyan nagy erő és áldás van, hogy olyan messzire utazhattok, amennyire csak akartok, anélkül, hogy ki kellene lépnetek belőle.”

“Destiny itself is like a wonderful wide tapestry in which every thread is guided by an unspeakable tender hand, placed beside another thread and held and carried by a hundred others.”

“Perhaps then, some day far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”

“The deepest experience of the creator is feminine, for it is experience of receiving and bearing.”

“Rose, oh pure contradiction, desire,
To be no one's sleep under so many
Lids.”

“There is only one journey. Going inside yourself.”

“Works of art are of an infinite solitude, and no means of approach is so useless as criticism. Only love can touch and hold them and be fair to them.”

“Perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.”

“Things are not as easily understood nor as expressible as people usually would like us to believe. Most happenings are beyond expression; they exist where a word has never intruded.”

“You, darkness, of whom I am born- I love you more than the flame that limits the world to the circle it illumines and excludes the rest.”

“Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,
and wander on the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while dry leaves are blowing.”

“That is the principal thing-not to remain with the dream, with the intention, with the being-in-the-mood, but always forcibly to convert it all into things.”

“I have never been aware before how many faces there are. There are quantities of human beings, but there are many more faces, for each person has several.”

“If, when you wake up in the morning, you can think of nothing but writing… then you are a writer.”

“It’s possible, I’m moving through the hard veins of heavy mountains, like an arc, alone; I’m so deep inside, I see no end in sight, and no distance: everything is getting near and everything near is turning to stone.”

“Look, I am living. On what? Neither
childhood nor future
lessens…. Superabundant existence
wells in my heart.”

“There are a large number of people in the room, but one is unaware of them. They are in the books. At times they move among the pages, like sleepers turning over between two dreams. Ah, how good it is to be among people who are reading.”

“And as for the rest, let life happen to you. Believe me: life is in the right, always.”

“So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp.”

“Life is heavier than the weight of all things.”

“All things want to float.”

“Beauty is only the start of bearable terror.”

“We are not allowed to linger, even with what is most intimate.”

“weren’t you always
distracted by expectation, as if every event
announced a beloved? (Where can you find a place
to keep her, with all the huge strange thoughts inside you
going and coming and often staying all night.)…”

“Do not allow yourself to be misled by the surfaces of things.”

“Everyone once, once only. Just once and no more. And we also once. Never again. But this having been once, although only once, to have been of the earth, seems irrevocable.”

“Art too is just a way of living, and however one lives, one can, without knowing, prepare for it; in everything real one is closer to it, more its neighbor, than in the unreal half-artistic professions, which, while they pretend to be close to art, in practice deny and attack the existence of all art - as, for example, all of journalism does and almost all criticism and three quarters of what is called (and wants to be called) literature.”

“Ah, not to be cut off,
not through the slightest partition
shut out from the law of the stars.
The inner -- what is it?
if not the intensified sky,
hurled through with birds and deep
with the winds of homecoming.”

“You are nearing the land that is life; you will recognize it by its seriousness.”

“Who speaks of victory? To endure is all.”