Love is a drama of contradictions.
FRANZ KAFKAYou are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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Love is a drama of contradictions.
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Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself.
FRANZ KAFKAForget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself.
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Kill me, or you are a murderer.
FRANZ KAFKAKill me, or you are a murderer.
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Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
FRANZ KAFKAMany a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
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Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
FRANZ KAFKALove is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
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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 KAFKALast 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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Please — consider me a dream.
FRANZ KAFKAPlease — consider me a dream.
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Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
FRANZ KAFKAWritten kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
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I’m doing badly, I’m doing well, whichever you prefer.
FRANZ KAFKAI’m doing badly, I’m doing well, whichever you prefer.
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I need solitude for my writing; not ‘like a hermit’ – that wouldn’t be enough – but like a dead man.
FRANZ KAFKAI need solitude for my writing; not ‘like a hermit’ – that wouldn’t be enough – but like a dead man.
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All language is but a poor translation.
FRANZ KAFKAAll language is but a poor translation.
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For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
FRANZ KAFKAFor myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
FRANZ KAFKASlept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
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You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
FRANZ KAFKAYou are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
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Now I can look at you in peace; I don’t eat you any more.
FRANZ KAFKANow I can look at you in peace; I don’t eat you any more.
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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.
FRANZ KAFKAShould 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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