You must suffer long, not knowing what,
until suddenly out of bitterly chewed fruit
your suffering's taste comes forth in you.
Then almost instantly you'll love what's tasted. No one
will ever talk you out of it
— Rainer Maria Rilke
Paris, March 1913
It's a bilingual edition, and I read aloud in my imaginary German.
I've been looking into taking German classes. Am I crazy? I want to learn German for the poetry. No one will ever talk me out of it.