Be patient with all that is unsolved in your life. Learn to love the questions themselves, until some distant day, without your knowing, you will have lived into the answers.
I could give you no advice but this: to go into yourself and to explore the depths where your life wells forth.
I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years, and I still don’t know if I am a falcon, or a storm, or a great song.
I am so glad you are here. It helps me realize how beautiful my world is.
Love is like the measles. The older you get it, the worse the attack.
There is only one journey. Going inside yourself.
I live not in dreams but in contemplation of a reality that is perhaps the future.
If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for the Creator, there is no poverty.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
The deepest experience of the creator is feminine, for it is experience of receiving and bearing.
What is needed is, in the end, simply this: solitude, great inner solitude.
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
Where I create, there I am true.
Every angel is terrifying.
It is part of the nature of every definitive love that sooner or later it can reach the beloved only in infinity.
Art too is just a way of living.
Truly to sing, that is a different breath.
I think of you often, dear, and with such concentrated wishes that it really must help you in some way.
It is a tremendous act of violence to begin anything. I am not able to begin. I simply skip what should be the beginning.
If only we arrange our life according to that principle which counsels us that we must hold to the difficult, then that which now still seems to us the most alien will become what we most trust and find most faithful.