I am always trying to convey something that can’t be conveyed, to explain something which is inexplicable, to tell about something I have in my bones, something which can be expressed only in the bones.
FRANZ KAFKAThe truth is always an abyss. One must — as in a swimming pool — dare to dive from the quivering springboard of trivial everyday experience and sink into the depths, in order to later rise again — laughing and fighting for breath — to the now doubly illuminated surface of things.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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What am I doing here in this endless winter?
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A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.
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Better to have, and not need, than to need, and not have.
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Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.
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I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.
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I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more
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You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
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You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart; imagine my heartbeat when you are in this state.
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All language is but a poor translation.
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I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
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I am free and that is why I am lost.
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Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
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The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other.
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You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
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