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My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far beyond the road I have begun,
So we are grasped by...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
But fear of the inexplicable has not alone impoverished
the existence of the individual; the relati...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
Suddenly, from all the green around you,
something-you don't know what-has disappeared;
you feel i...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
Put out my eyes, and I can see you still,
Slam my ears to, and I can hear you yet;
And without any...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
Who says that all must vanish?
Who knows, perhaps the flight
of the bird you wound remains,
and p...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
It would be good to give much thought, before
you try to find words for something so lost,
for tho...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
Auf die Hände küßt die Achtung,
Freundschaft auf die offne Stirn,
Auf die Wange Wohlgefallen,
- Franz Grillparzer
Ornamental clouds
compose an evening love song;
a road leaves evasively.
The new moon begins

- Rainer Maria Rilke
We cannot know his legendary head
with eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torso
is still suffus...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
There is a land where all is pure,
And this land is called
The land of death.
Here nothing is pur...
- Hugo von Hofmannsthal
There is a stubble field on which a black rain falls.
There is a tree which, brown, stands lonely h...
- Georg Trakl
That flaw of yours, that vent - I love it, dear;
it’s part of you
and ranks with me among your ...
- Karl Kraus
The valley of dusk was filled

With a silver-grey fragrance, like the moon

Seeping through cl...
- Hugo von Hofmannsthal
Democracy divides people into workers and loafers. It makes no provision for those who have no time ...
- Karl Kraus
For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultima...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
Although even when I am being idle I have plenty of food for thought both early and late - thoughts ...
- Gustav Klimt
A person isn't who they are during the last conversation you had with them - they're who they've bee...
- Rainer Maria Rilke
Schon bin ich müd zu reisen,
Wär's doch damit am Rand,
Vor Hören und vor Sehen
Vergeht mir der...
- Franz Grillparzer
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