Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answe...
Everything is blooming most recklessly if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
Be ahead of all parting, as if it had already happened,like winter, which even now is passing.For beneath the winter is a winter so endlessthat to survive it at all is a triumph of the heart.Be foreve...
Fame is the sum of the misunderstanding that gathers about a new name.
At first the solitudecharmed me like a prelude,but so much music wounded me.
The only journey is the one within.
The future enters into us, in order to transform itself in us, long before it happens.
More belongs to marriage than four legs in a bed.
Beauty is only the start of bearable terror.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
One had to take some action against fear when once it laid hold of one.
It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.
The one so loved that a single lyreraised more lament than lamenting women ever did;and that from the lament a world arose in whicheverything was there again: woods and valleyand path and village, fie...
And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been.
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 into all things.
Our being is continually undergoing and entering upon changes. ... We must strictly speaking at every moment give each other up and let each other go and not hold each other back.
The free animalhas its dying always behind itand God in front of it, and its wayis the eternal way, as the spring flowing.Never, not for a moment, do we havepure space before us, where the flowersendl...
And children are still the way you were ...as a child, sad and happy in just the same way and if you think of your childhood, you once again live among them, among the solitary children, and the grown...
How he loved and yetwished to leave you: always both, at once.
We have no reason to harbor any mistrust against our world, for it is not against us. If it has terrors, they are our terrors; if it has abysses, these abysses belong to us; if there are dangers, we m...