For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
my first thought was - wow! that's really deep. i wish i could come up with stuff like this! then i thought - i'm a 21st century bureaucrat, not a 20th century european existentialist, so it's okay that i don't come up with this. then i really started to think ...
my thought is that rilke only had it half right. loving someone is a difficult task, but i would submit that always LIKING the ones that you love is really the last test and proof and a more difficult task.