“Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For
“Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away, you write, and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast. And if what is near you is far away, then your vastness is already among the stars and is very great; be happy about your growth, in which of course you can’t take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind.” — Letters to a Young Poetdownload | &co. -- source link
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