You, darkness, of whom I am born- I love you more than the flame that limits the world to the circle it illumines and excludes the rest.
Interpretation
This quote reflects a deep appreciation for the unknown and the darker aspects of existence, suggesting that love for these elements surpasses the limitations of light and clarity.
Rainer Maria Rilke's quote expresses the profound connection between the self and darkness, portraying darkness not just as absence of light but as an essential aspect of life. The speaker indicates a love for darkness that transcends the comfort of light, emphasizing that true understanding includes embracing the unknown and chaotic aspects of our existence which illuminate our lives in their own way.
In practice
In a conversation about personal growth, one might quote Rilke to emphasize the importance of embracing all aspects of life, including suffering.
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!
Verses are not, as people think, feelings (those one has early enough) -- they are experiences. For the sake of a verse one must see many cities, men, and things, one must know the animals feel how birds fly, and know the gesture with which the little flowers open in the morning.
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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He, who survives his reputation, lives out of despite himself, like a man listening to his own reproach.
Shall I tell you what the real evil is? To cringe to the things that are called evils, to surrender to them our freedom, in defiance of which we ought to face any suffering.
This is slavery, not to speak one's thought.
There's something vile (and all the more vile because ridiculous) in the tendency of feeble men to make universal tragedies out of the sad comedies of their private woes.
Patriarchy has stolen our cosmos and returned it in the form of 'Cosmopolitan' magazine and cosmetics.
there was something about that city, though it didn't let me feel guilty that I had no feeling for the things so many others needed. it let me alone.
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