Love the questions

and live them

...I would like to beg you dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.

-Rainer Maria Rilke, 1903
Letters to a young poet

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How could you not fall in love with Rilke after reading any of his writings?

That is my question.

I get anxious. More often than not, more so than it's necessary or socially acceptable, to the extent it becomes highly inconvenient for me and people around me (if they notice, which is a rare occasion)

Rilke writes lyrically and poetically-- His verses flow like river and waves like ocean. They resonate in such wavelengths so sweetly deep yet soundly calm. I love to take a plunge into his words in the infinite depth of night and the solemn solitude of dawn.