Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I would like to beg you dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language.  Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them.  And the point is to live everything.  Live the questions now.  Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.


     -Rainer Maria Rilke, 1903
      In Letters to a Young Poet

2 comments:

wind said...

Thank you. Every minute that you have lived has been a gift to someone or something else.

Angelina said...

Thank you sweet sister...it is nice to be seen through the eyes of love.