Rainer Maria Rilke

The more still, more patient and more open we are when we are sad, so much the deeper and so much the more unswervingly does the new go into us, so much the better do we make it ours, so much the more will it be our destiny, and when on some later day it happens (that is, steps forth out of us to others), we shall feel it in our inmost selves akin and near to it.

-Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke