He reproduced himself with so much humble objectivity, with the unquestioning, matter of fact interest of a dog who sees himself in a mirror and thin….

That is longing: To dwell in the flux of things, To have no home in the present. And these are wishes: gentle dialogues Of the poor hours with ete….

I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone..

To be in circumstances that are working upon us, that from time to time place us in front of great natural Things - that is all we need..

Look, lovers: almost separately they come towards us through the flowery grass and slowly; parting's so far from thought of, they indulge the extrava….

Love and death are the great gifts that are given to us; mostly they are passed on unopened..

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….

Since I've learned to be silent, everything has come so much closer to me..

No, no, one can imagine nothing in the world, not the least thing. Everything is composed of so many isolated details that are not to be foreseen. In….

Resolve to be always beginning-to be a beginner!.

Society has been able to create refuges of every sort, for since it preferred to take love-life as an amusement, it also had to give it an easy form,….

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems..

The only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise..

Love the questions, themselves..

Quiet friend who has come so far, feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell. As you rin….

Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also h….

Be ahead of all farewells as if they were behind you, like the winter that is just departing..

And these things that keep alive on departure know that you praise them; transient, they look to us, the most transient, to be their rescue. They wan….

It is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do it..

As people used to be wrong about the motion of the sun, so they are still wrong about the motion of the future. The future stands still, it is we who….

How I will cherish you then, you grief-torn nights! Had I only received you, inconsolable sisters, on more abject knees, only buried myself with more….