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I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.

Franz Kafka

There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.
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Art Patience Sin
You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.
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Change Direction Eat Need Yourself
It is not necessary to accept everything as true, one must only accept it as necessary.’ ‘A melancholy conclusion,’ said K. ‘It turns lying into a universal principle.
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Acceptance Lying Necessary Principle True
The truth is always an abyss. One must — as in a swimming pool — dare to dive from the quivering springboard of trivial everyday experience and sink into the depths, in order to later rise again — laughing and fighting for breath — to the now doubly illuminated surface of things.
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Breathe Experience Fight Laughter Rise Truth
It would have been so pointless to kill himself that, even if he had wanted to, the pointlessness would have made him unable.
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Death Himself Kill Philosophy
Kill me, or you are a murderer.
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Deep Kill Myself One Liner
Do you know, darling? When you became involved with others you quite possibly stepped down a level or two, but If you become involved with me, you will be throwing yourself into the abyss.
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Possible Quite Yourself
I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
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Feeling Happiness Myself True
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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Myself Search
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
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
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.
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Life Material Poetry Way Willing Yourself
The meaning of life is that it stops.
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Death Life One Liner Philosophy
Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
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Moments Myself Worth
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
I’m thinking only of my illness and my health, though both, the first as well as the second, are you.
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Health Myself Thinking Yourself
No, said the priest, you don’t need to accept everything as true, you only have to accept it as necessary. Depressing view, said K. The lie made into the rule of the world.
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Acceptance Lie Necessary Need Rule World Yourself
Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
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Faith Simplicity
It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
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Philosophy Stupidity
Love is a drama of contradictions.
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Love One Liner
The limited circle is pure.
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Limitation Pure
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
I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.
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Feeling Forever Hands Myself Thinking
A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.
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Book One Liner Sea
For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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Light Myself Yourself
What am I doing here in this endless winter?
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End Myself Winter
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

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