“No one can advise or help you—no one. There is only one thing you should do. Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night: must I write?”
— Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke
This quote has been sitting in my drafts on Tumblr. Let me share what it made me think:
I write because I want to express. I want to speak my mind. I am no writer, nor a poet and I have to say I was never good in expressing myself, mostly because of fear - fear for judgment and fear of hurting people. Although sometimes I take pride in it, I take pride in the fact that this fear made me more sensitive when it comes to dealing with people; when to say things at the right time. Even then, I want to improve on how I can be more expressive. That is my reason for writing. Most people write because they CAN express, and writing is a way of immortalizing that. I write because I want to express, I want to talk more to myself, dig deep down my inner thoughts.
About the book.
Letters to a Young Poet was a book compiled of letters from Rilke to a young man named Franz Kappus. He, Kappus, wanted to ask for critiques for his poetry from a 27-year old Rilke and at the same time some career advice as he was discouraged in his life in the Austro-Hungarian Army. There are 10 letters in this compilation and originally written in the German language. Here's a site containing the letters, translated by a certain Stephen Mitchell.
I myself have yet to start reading the letters. Maybe I could put some of my reflections here for each letter I read. That could be a challenge for myself for this blog for the time being. :)
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