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May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.

Franz Kafka

Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
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Moments Myself Worth
Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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Ability Beautiful Growth Happiness Old Youth
Hold fast to the diary from today on! Write regularly! Don’t surrender! Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it every moment.
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Hold Moments Myself Worth Writing
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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Myself Search
The limited circle is pure.
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Limitation Pure
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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Cold Deep Oneself Philosophy Solitude Writing
Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
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Book Philosophy Yourself
Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
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Life Wake Up
I am free and that is why I am lost.
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Freedom Lost Myself One Liner Philosophy
Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
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Deep Love Myself
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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Angel Hell Myself Sing
You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.
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Change Direction Eat Need 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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Bed Dream Happiness Lie Thinking
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
Nothing unites two people so completely, especially if, like you and me, all they have is words.
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People Unity Word
Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
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Faith Simplicity

May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.

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