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We photograph things in order to drive them out of our minds. My stories are a way of shutting my eyes.

Franz Kafka

Evil is whatever distracts.
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Evil One Liner
I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.
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Easy Mindset Myself People Person
Please — consider me a dream.
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Dream Myself
Sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.
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Guilty Man Wake Up
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
It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
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Philosophy Stupidity
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
My guiding principle is this: Guilt is never to be doubted.
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Doubt Guilty Myself Principle
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
Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
FRANZ KAFKA

Faith Simplicity
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.
FRANZ KAFKA

Hold Moments Myself Worth Writing
Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
FRANZ KAFKA

Book Philosophy Yourself
In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.
FRANZ KAFKA

Life Material Poetry Way Willing Yourself
He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.
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Afraid Death Deep Himself Live
I do not speak as I think, I do not think as I should, and so it all goes on in helpless darkness.
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Darkness Help Myself Talk Thinking
What am I doing here in this endless winter?
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End Myself Winter

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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