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r u n n i n g a s f a s t a s i c a n.

"if your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for to the creator there is no poverty and no porr indifferent place."

~rainermaria rilke

"therefore my dear sir, i know no advice for you save this: to go into yourself and test the deeps in which your life takes rise; at its source you will find the answer to the question wether you must create. accept it, just as it sounds, without inquiring into it. perhaps it will turn out that you are called to be an artist. then take that destiny upon yourself and bear it, its burden, its greatness, without ever asking what recompense might come from outside. "

~rainer maria rilke

"for at bottom, and just in the deepest and most important things, we are unutterably alone, and for one person to be able to advise or even help another , a lot must happen, a lot must go well, a whole constellation of things must come right in order once to succeed."

~rainer maria rilke.

"works of art are an infinite lonliness and with nothing so little to be reached as with criticism. only love can grasp and hold and be just toward them."

~rainer maria rilke

"there is no measuring with time, no year matters, and ten years are nothing. being an artist means, not reckoning and counting, but ripening like the tree which does not force its sap and stands confident in the storms of spring without the fear that after them may come no summer. it does coe. but it comes only to the patient, who are there as though eternity lay before them, so unconcernedly still and wide. i learn it daily, learn it with pain to which i am grateful: patience is everything!"

~rainer maria rilke

"do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. and the point is, to live everything. live the questions now. perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live among some distant day into the answer."

~rainer maria rilke

"almost everything serious is difficult, and everything is serious"

~rainer maria rilke

"but believe in love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance and trust that in this love there is a strength and a blessing, out beyond which you do not have to step in order to go very far!"

~rainer maria rilke

"but your solitude will be a hold and a home for you even amid very unfamiliar conditions and from there you will find all your ways."

~rainer maria rilke

"finally after weeks of being daily on the defensive, one finds oneself again, if still somewhat confused, and one says to oneself: no, there is not more beauty here than elsewhere, and all these objects, continuously admired by generations and patched and mended by workmen's hands, signify nothing, and have no heart and no value;-but there is much beauty here, because there is much beauty everywhere.

~rainer maria rilke

"...and to almost everybody come hours when they would gladly exchange it*(*solitude) for any sort of intercourse, however banal and cheap, for the semblance of some slight accord with the first comer, with the unworthiest... but perhaps those are the very hours when solitude grows, for its growin gis painful as the growing of boys and sad as the beginning of springtimes. but that must not mislead you. the necessary thing is after all but this; great inner solitude. "

~rainer maria rilke

"to be solitary, the way one was solitary as a child, when the grownups went around involved with things that seemed important and big because theythemselves looked so busy and because one comprehended nothing of their doings."

~rainer maria rilke

"what goes on in your innermost being is worthy of your whole love; you must somehow keep working at it and not loose too much time and too much courage in clarifying your attitude toward people. who tells you that you have one anyway?"

~rainer maria rilke