But suppose the endlessly dead were to wake in us some emblem: they might point to the catkins hanging from the empty hazel trees, or direct us to the rain descending on black earth in early spring. --- And we, who always think of happiness rising, would feel the emotion that almost baffles us when a happy thing falls.
Rainer Maria RilkeThe only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise.
Rainer Maria Rilke