Letter One. Paris. February 17, 1903
Things aren’t all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us believe; most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art, those mysterious existences, whose life endures beside our own small,transitory life.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
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And while events take place and glances are exchanged, the real essence of what has occurred can only be communicated...
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