Feeling notes - life, worry of success/failure
Rilke had a sense of the land to which his gifts might lead him, but he was also anxious that he might never get there. He lived in fear of two false fates: either that he might end up as lost as the ragged poor who had surrounded him in Paris or else that he might succumb to the safe but numbing comforts of convention.
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet, Intro, by Lewis Hyde 2011