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Rainer Maria Rilke

"No great art has ever been made without the artist having known danger."

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"No great art has ever been made without the artist having known danger."

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Akiroq Brost

"For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art."

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"One writes music because winter is eternal and because, if one didn't, the wolves and blizzards will be at one's throat all the sooner."

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"Not everyone who loves music can play the tune."

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"It is in this power of saying everything, and yet saying nothing too plainly, that the perfection of art consists."

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"The movies remind me of the Triangle Club at Princeton. I used to belong to it, and we always started out firm in our decision to create new and startling things. We always ended up by producing the same old show. In the beginning, our enthusiasm and ideals discarded as rubbish all the old fossilized plots."

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Akiroq Brost

"A stone is ingrained with geological and historical memories."

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"Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn. They teach you there's a boundary line to music. But, man, there's no boundary line to art."

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Akiroq Brost

"Art is something that opens up and enhances your emotions and that's what I like to think I'm doing."

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"The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity."

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"That's love: Two lonely persons keep each other safe and touch each other and talk to each other."
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"Works of art are infinitely solitary and nothing is less likely to reach them than criticism. Only love can grasp them and hold them and do them justice."
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"Surely all art is the result of one's having been in danger, of having gone through an experience all the way to the end, where no one can go any further."
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"Be ahead of all parting, as if it had already happened,like winter, which even now is passing.For beneath the winter is a winter so endlessthat to survive it at all is a triumph of the heart.Be forever dead in Eurydice, and climb back singing.Climb praising as you return to connection.Here among the disappearing, in the realm of the transient,be a ringing glass that shatters as it rings.Be. And, at the same time, know what it is not to be.The emptiness inside you allows you to vibratein full resonance with your world. Use it for once.To all that has run its course, and to the vast unsayablenumbers of beings abounding in Nature,add yourself gladly, and cancel the cost."
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Rainer Maria Rilke
"Someday there will be girls and women whose name will no longer mean the mere opposite of the male, but something in itself, something that makes one think not of any complement and limit, but only life and reality: the female human being."
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"Long you must suffer, knowing not what,until suddenly out of spitefully chewed fruit your suffering's taste comes forth in you.Then you will love almost instantly what's tasted. No one will ever talk you out of it."
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"Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other."
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"Works of Art are of an infinite loneliness."
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"Look, I am living. On what? Neither childhood nor futurelessens . . . . Superabundant existencewells in my heart."
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"I would like to sing someone to sleep,to sit beside someone and be there.I would like to rock you and sing softlyand go with you to and from sleep.I would like to be the one in the housewho knew: The night was cold.And I would like to listen in and listen outinto you, into the world, into the woods.The clocks shout to one another striking,and one sees to the bottom of time.And down below one last, strange man walks byand rouses a strange dog.And after that comes silence.I have laid my eyes upon you wide;and they hold you gently and let you gowhen something stirs in the dark."
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