I don’t want to stand before you like a thing, shrewd, secretive. I want my own will, and I want simply to be with my will, as it goes toward action. And in the silent, sometimes hardly moving times, when something is coming near, I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone. I want to unfold. I don’t want to be folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie.
Rainer Maria RilkeFame, that public destruction of one in process of becoming, into whose building-ground the mob breaks, displacing his stones.
Rainer Maria RilkeI want to unfold. Let no place in me hold itself closed, for where I am closed, I am false.
Rainer Maria RilkeIf there is anything unhealthy in your reactions, just bear in mind that sickness is the means by which an organism frees itself from what is alien; so one must simply help it to be sick, to have its whole sickness and to break out with it, since that is the way it gets better.
Rainer Maria Rilke