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You can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make

Franz Kafka

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
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
I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
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Deep I Miss You Myself
People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as ‘nauseatingly miserable beyond repair’.
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Misery People
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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Cold Deep Oneself Philosophy Solitude Writing
They’re talking about things of which they don’t have the slightest understanding, anyway. It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
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Stupidity Talk Understand
You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
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Heart Myself Quiet Yourself
What am I doing here in this endless winter?
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End Myself Winter
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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Escape Forget Myself
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
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
For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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Light Myself Yourself
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
Sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.
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Guilty Man Wake Up
I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.
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Breathe Myself Quiet
Paths are made by walking
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Inspirational Path Walk

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