Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
FRANZ KAFKAA First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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You can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make
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I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.
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I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
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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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Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.
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Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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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.
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The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other.
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I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.
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I lack nothing. I only needed myself.
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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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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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By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.
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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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Was he an animal, that music could move him so? He felt as if the way to the unknown nourishment he longed for were coming to light.
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