in a palest pink room with dark wood trim and leaded glass windows.
Letters to a Young Poet--Letter 4-- July 16, 1903
Be patient to all that is unresolved in your heart
and try to love the questions themselves
like locked rooms and like books that are now written
in a very foreign tongue.
Do not seek the answers, which cannot be given to you
because you would not be able to live them
and the point is, to live everything.
Live the questions now.
Perhaps you will gradually, without noticing it,
live along some distant day into the answer.
Rainer Maria Rilke