Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.
FRANZ KAFKAA First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
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I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.
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As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.
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Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
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What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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What am I doing here in this endless winter?
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Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
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I am dirty, Milena, endlessly dirty, that is why I make such a fuss about cleanliness. None sing as purely as those in deepest hell; it is their singing we take for the singing of angels.
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Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
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In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.
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They say ignorance is bliss, they’re wrong
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Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.
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You can hold yourself back from the sufferings of the world, that is something you are free to do and it accords with your nature, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could avoid.
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I do not speak as I think, I do not think as I should, and so it all goes on in helpless darkness.
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They’re talking about things of which they don’t have the slightest understanding, anyway. It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
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