Occupation: Poet Birth: December 4, 1875 Death: December 29, 1926
I hold this to be the highest task of a bond between two people: that each shall stand guard over the solitude of the other. For, if it lies in the n….
And your doubt can become a good quality if you train it. It must become knowing, it must become criticism. Ask it, whenever it wants to spoil someth….
Whoever has no house now, will never have one. Whoever is alone will stay alone, will sit, read, write long letters through the evening, and wander o….
You darkness, that I come from, I love you more than all the fires that fence in the world..
All the soarings of my mind begin in my blood..
All things want to float..
You, Beloved, who are all the gardens I have ever gazed at, longing. An open window in a country house - , and you almost stepped out, pensive, to me….
Those doves below, the ones utterly cared for, never endangered ones, cannot know tenderness..
It is good to say it aloud: 'Nothing has happened.' Once again: 'Nothing has happened.' Does that help?".
Sex is difficult, yes. But they are difficult things with which we have been charged...If you only recognize this and manage out of yourself, out of ….
sometimes a man stands up during supper and walks outdoors, and keeps on walking, because of a church that stands somewhere in the East. And his chil….
Und dasTotsein ist mu« hsam und voller Nachholn, dass man allm a« hlich ein wenig Ewigkeit spu« rt. And being dead is hard work and full of retriev….
Wishes are recollections coming from the future..
All this hurrying soon will be over. Only when we tarry do we touch the holy..
But suppose the endlessly dead were to wake in us some emblem: they might point to the catkins hanging from the empty hazel trees, or direct us to th….
The point of marriage is not to create a quick commonality by tearing down all boundaries on the contrary, a good marriage is one in which each partn….
Do not allow yourself to be misled by the surfaces of things.
My eyes already touch the sunny hill. Going far ahead of the road I have begun. So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp; it has inner light, even f….
Everything terrible is something that needs our love..
In the night, I wish to speak with the angel to find out if she recognizes my eyes, if she will ask me: do you see Eden? And I’ll reply: Eden burns..
The deepest experience of the creator is feminine, for it is experience of receiving and bearing..