Isn’t it time that, in love, we freed ourselves from the loved one and, trembling, endured:as the arrow endures the string, collecting itselfto be more than itself as it shoots? – Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies

Isn’t it time that, in love, we freed ourselves from the loved one and, trembling, endured:as the arrow endures the string, collecting itselfto be more than itself as it shoots? – Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies.