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Live the questions.
Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
Most events are inexpressible, taking place in a realm which no word has ever entered, and more inexpressible than all else are works of art, mysterious existences, the life of which, while ours passes away, endures.
Nobody can advise and help you, nobody. There is only one single means. Go inside yourself. Discover the motive that bids you write; examine whether it sends its roots down to the deepest places of your heart, confess to yourself whether you would have to die if writing were denied you. This before all: ask yourself in the quietest hour of your night: must I write?
Only those sadnesses are dangerous and bad which one carries about among people in order to drown them out.
Religion is something infinitely simple, ingenuous. It is not knowledge, not content of feeling,... it is not duty and not renunciation, it is not restriction: but in the infinite extent of the universe it is a direction of the heart.
So leben wir und nehmen immer Abschied.
That is at bottom the only courage demanded of us: to have courage for the most strange, the most singular and the most inexplicable that we may encounter.
The deepest experience of the creator is feminine, for it is experience of receiving and bearing.
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