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There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe, but not for us.

Franz Kafka

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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Heart Imagination Quiet Yourself
A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.
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Book One Liner Sea
The Kafka paradox: art depends on truth, but truth, being indivisable, cannot know itself: to tell the truth is to lie. Thus the writer is the truth, and yet when he speaks he lies.
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Art Deep Lying Philosophy Talk Truth Writing
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
From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back. That is the point that must be reached.
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Inspirational Philosophy
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.
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Dream Myself Night Remember Yourself
You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.
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Change Direction Eat Need Yourself
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
I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
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Let Go Myself Problem
So eager are our people to obliterate the present.
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Ourselves People Present
We photograph things in order to drive them out of our minds. My stories are a way of shutting my eyes.
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Eyes Mindset Myself Ourselves Photograph Story
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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Escape Forget Myself
Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
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Destination Kiss Writing
I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.
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Darkness Deep Different Myself Talk Thinking Writing
A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.
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Beginning Death Understand
First impressions are always unreliable.
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Appearance One Liner

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