The most loving thing a person can do, is offer the truth.
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels’ hierarchies?
And even if one pressed me suddenly against his heart:
I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we are still just able to endure,
And we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Every angel is terrifying. Duino Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke (via asriels)