Why must I suffer so hellishly for my insignificance? If there is a purpose to my suffering then tell meso I can bear my pain without complaint. You made me so very strong in both body and soulbut you never gave me a task worthy of my strength.
His vision, from the constantly passing bars, has grown so weary that it cannot hold anything else. It seems to him there are a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world. /// Rilke