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I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.

Franz Kafka

All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
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Literature Myself Willing
I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
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Love Myself Place
It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
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Philosophy Stupidity
There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe, but not for us.
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Break Up Hope Sadness World
The limited circle is pure.
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Limitation Pure
I need solitude for my writing; not ‘like a hermit’ – that wouldn’t be enough – but like a dead man.
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Dead Enough Man Myself Need Pain Solitude Writing
I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
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Let Go Myself Problem
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.
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Hold Moments Myself Worth Writing
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
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Kiss Misery Myself Night Paper Yourself
In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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Man Struggle World
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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Angel Hell Myself Sing
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
Please — consider me a dream.
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Dream Myself
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
Love is a drama of contradictions.
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Love One Liner
So eager are our people to obliterate the present.
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Ourselves People Present

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