"...whereas we find a thick, if translucent, barrier between self and other, he was often without even the thinnest differentiating membrane."
-Stephen Mitchell on Rainer Maria Rilke
Over a year ago, I was gifted with the wonderful book "Letters to a Young Poet." I wept when I read the little note on the front page that was written to me by a good friend. Special isn't a grand enough word to descrite how I felt to be given that book. It is something that someone cherished enough to underline passages that were powerful to them at some places in time. Now, one year later, I have picked it up again. This time, at nearly 3AM, I began to see myself in Rilke more than ever.
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1 comment:
Oh, oh, love this one. I'm excited to follow this blog, it's a lovely idea.
Here's another for you--
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
~Proust
:)
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