Unsayable
Things are not nearly so comprehensible and sayable as we are generally made to believe. Most experiences are unsayable; they come to fullness in a realm that words do not inhabit. And most unsayable of all are works of art, which —alongside our transient lives— mysteriously endure.
Paris, February 17, 1903
Letters to a Young Poet
Rainer Maria Rilke
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