Spring has again returned. _x000D_ _x000D_ The Earth is like a child that knows many poems._x000D_ _x000D_ Many, O so many. For the hardship_x000D_ _x000D_ of such long learning she receives the prize._x000D_ _x000D_ _x000D_ Strict was her teacher. _x000D_ _x000D_ The white in the old man's beard pleases us._x000D_ _x000D_ Now, what to call green, to call blue,_x000D_ _x000D_ we dare to ask: She knows, She knows!
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 move in infinite space.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The future is fixed and unchanging; it is our perceptions and actions that create the experience of time.
Rainer Maria Rilke's quote reflects on the nature of time and existence, suggesting that just as people historically misunderstood the sun's movements, they similarly misunderstand the concept of the future. It emphasizes that the future itself does not change; rather, it is our movement and development within reality that give the illusion of time passing. This perspective encourages reflection on how our actions shape our experiences and understanding of time.
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Example use cases
In a speech about overcoming fears, this quote can illustrate how our perception shapes our reality.
More from Rainer Maria Rilke
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a good marriage is that in which each appoints the other guardian of his solitude
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 thinks: there's another dog.
The only journey is the one within.
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