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Just think how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.

Franz Kafka

You can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make
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Choice Decision Freedom Yourself
The meaning of life is that it stops.
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Death Life One Liner Philosophy
I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
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Deep I Miss You Myself
The person I am in the company of my sisters has been entirely different from the person I am in the company of other people. Fearless, powerful, surprising, moved as I otherwise am only when I write.
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Company Different Fear Myself People Person Powerful Writing
A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.
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Beginning Death Understand
A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.
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Sanity Writing
I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.
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Breathe Myself Quiet
Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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Ability Beautiful Growth Old See
The limited circle is pure.
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Limitation Pure
Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
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Life Wake Up
Better to have, and not need, than to need, and not have.
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Deep Material Need Philosophy
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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Dream Each Other Hide Myself See
Should I be grateful or should I curse the fact that despite all misfortune I can still feel love, an unearthly love but still for earthly objects.
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Feeling Fortune Grateful Love Myself
Please — consider me a dream.
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Dream Myself
I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.
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Book Kind Myself Thinking Wound
It certainly was not my intention to make you suffer, yet I have done so; obviously it never will be my intention to make you suffer, yet I shall always do so.
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Myself Suffering Yourself

Just think how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.

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