In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep i — Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write?

— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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