Occupation: Poet Birth: December 4, 1875 Death: December 29, 1926
Most people have turned their solutions toward what is easy and toward the easiest side of the easy; but it is clear that we must trust in what is di….
God... sat down for a moment when the dog was finished in order to watch it... and to know that it was good, that nothing was lacking, that it could ….
The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,as if orchards were dying high in space.Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."And tonight th….
He who understands one thing understands everything, for the same laws are in all..
To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, t….
Don't take my devils away, because my angels may flee too..
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You, sent out beyond your r….
Dig deep into your heart, where the answer spreads its roots in your being, and ask yourself solemnly, Must I write?.
Look, we don't love like flowers with only one season behind us; when we love, a sap older than memory rises in our arms..
Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us..
This is in the end the only kind of courage that is required of us: the courage to face the strangest, most unusual, most inexplicable experiences th….
[A]t 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 anothe….
You see, I want a lot. Perhaps I want everything the darkness that comes with every infinite fall and the shivering blaze of every step up. So many l….
If there is nothing you can share with other people, try to be close to Things, they will not abandon you; and the nights are still here and the wind….
The creator must be a world for himself and must find everything in himself and in Nature, to whom his whole life is devoted..
It is possible I am pushing through solid rock, like the vein of ore encased, alone. I am such a long way in I can see no way through and no space. E….
Oh longing for places that were not Cherished enough in that fleeting hour How I long to make good from afar The forgotten gesture, the additional ac….
At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell ….
I want to unfold. I don't want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie, and I want my grasp of things to be true. I want….
There exists a creature which is perfectly harmless; when it passes before your eyes you scarcely notice it and forget it again immediately. But as s….
O how all things are far removed and long have passed away. I do believe the star, whose light my face reflects, is dead and has been so for many tho….