Occupation: Poet Birth: December 4, 1875 Death: December 29, 1926
We discover that we do not know our role; we look for a mirror; we want to remove our make-up and take off what is false and real. But somewhere a pi….
I live my life in widening circles that reach out across the world..
Do continue to believe that with your feeling and with your work you are taking part in the greatest; the more strongly you cultivate in yourself thi….
Isn't it time that these most ancient sorrows of ours grew fruitful? Time that we tenderly loosed ourselves from the loved one, and, unsteadily, surv….
Don't observe yourself too closely. Don't be too quick to draw conclusions from what happens to you; simply let it happen..
There may be good, but there are no pleasant marriages..
To be an artist means not to compute or count..
... be indulgent toward those who ... are afraid of the aloneness that you trust..
Nothing touches a work of art so little as criticism..
I would like to sing someone to sleep, to sit beside someone and be there. I would like to rock you and sing softly and go with you to and from sleep….
Be, in this immensity of night, the magic force at your sense's crossroad..
I never read anything concerning my work. I feel that criticism is a letter to the public which the author, since it is not directed to him, does not….
Our heart always transcends us..
I could give you no advice but this: to go into yourself and to explore the depths where your life wells forth..
He does not always remain bent over the pages; he often leans back and closes his eyes over a line he has been reading again, and its meaning spreads….
In the difficult are the friendly forces, the hands that work on us..
This above all-ask yourself in the stillest hour of your night: must I write? Delve into yourself for a deep answer. And if this should be affirma….
Those tasks that have been entrusted to us are difficult; almost everything serious is difficult; and everything is serious..
How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise it high enough, past you, to other things?.
Do you remember how life yearned out of childhood toward the "great thing?" I see that it is now yearning forth beyond the great thing toward the gre….
Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if….