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— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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You're looking like an angel on the walls of Versailles
The most alive I've ever been
But kiss me, and I might drop dead
You are everything, and I know you in everything, July 6, 1898 Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: a love story in letters (1897-1926)
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“I do not think that more information always makes a richer poem. I am attracted to ellipsis, to the unsaid, to suggestion, to eloquent, deliberate silence. The unsaid, for me, exerts great power: often I wish an entire poem could be made in this vocabulary. […] Such works inevitably allude to larger contexts; they haunt because they are not whole, though wholeness is implied: another time, a world in which they were whole, or were to have been whole, is implied.”
— Louise Glück, Proofs and Theories
I shall think of you at sunset, and at sunrise, again; and at noon, and forenoon, and afternoon, and always, and evermore, till this little heart stops beating and is still.
Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Susan Huntington Dickinson, from Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
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