mlle_michele (
michele janezic )
there is only one solitude, and it is vast, heavy, difficult to bear, and almost everyone has hours when he would gladly exchange it for any kind of sociability, however trivial or cheap, for the tiniest outward agreement with the first person who comes along, the most unworthy. But perhaps these are the very hours during which solitude grows; for its growing is painful as the growing of boys and sad as the beginning of spring. but that must not confuse you. what is necessary, after all, is only this: solitude, vast inner solitude. to walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours - that is what you must be able to attain. -rainer maria rilke
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