There’s something to walking with autumnal thoughts through the evening fog. One likes to compose poems at a time like that. ― Hermann Hesse, Demian. Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend, (Suhrkamp Verlag, May 3, 1996) Originally published 1919. Advertisements
For the Sake of a Single Poem Ah, poems amount to so little when you write them too early in your life. You ought to wait and gather sense and sweetness for a whole lifetime, and a long one if possible, and then, at the very end, you might perhaps be able to write ten… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke
No, I didn’t imagine my being alone with you the way you do. If I want the impossible, I want it in its entirety. Entirely alone, dearest, I wanted us to be entirely alone on this earth, entirely alone under the sky, and to lead my life, my life that is yours, without distraction and… Continue reading Franz Kafka
There can be no more beautiful spot to die in, no spot more worthy of total despair, than one’s own novel. — Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923. (Schocken, October 30, 1988) Originally published 1949.
Rather the artist’s delight in what becomes, the cheerfulness of artistic creation that defies all misfortune, is merely a bright image of clouds and sky mirrored in a black lake of sadness. — Friedrich Nietzsche, The Birth of Tragedy. (Penguin Classics; unknown edition, January 1, 1994) Originally published 1871.
Whoever you are: in the evening step out of your room, where you know everything; yours is the last house before the far-off: whoever you are. With your eyes, which in their weariness barely free themselves from the worn-out threshold, you lift very slowly one black tree and place it against the sky: slender, alone.… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke
It is also good to love: because love is difficult. For one human being to love another human being: that is perhaps the most difficult task that has been entrusted to us, the ultimate task, the final test and proof, the work for which all other work is merely preparation…. Loving does not at first… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke