There are so many things about which some old man ought to tell one while one is little; for when one is grown one would know them as a matter of course.
Rainer Maria RilkeAnd yet, for some time now I have believed that it is our own force, all our own force that is still too great for us. It is true we do not know it; but is it not just that which is most our own of which we know the least?
Rainer Maria RilkeLook, we don't love like flowers with only one season behind us; when we love, a sap older than memory rises in our arms.
Rainer Maria Rilke