Itโs possible, Iโm moving through the hard veins of heavy mountains, like an arc, alone; Iโm so deep inside, I see no end in sight, and no distance: everything is getting near and everything near is turning to stone.
Rainer Maria RilkeAnd when suddenly the god stopped her and, with anguish in his cry, uttered the words: โHe has turned roundโ โ she comprehended nothing and said softly: โWho?
Rainer Maria RilkeWhat we fight with is so small, and when we win, it makes us small. What we want is to be defeated, decisively, by successively greater things
Rainer Maria Rilke