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Just think how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.

Franz Kafka

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

Breathe Myself Quiet
I’m doing badly, I’m doing well, whichever you prefer.
FRANZ KAFKA

Deep Myself Yourself
I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.
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Darkness Deep Different Myself Talk Thinking Writing
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
FRANZ KAFKA

Cold Deep Oneself Philosophy Solitude Writing
Kill me, or you are a murderer.
FRANZ KAFKA

Deep Kill Myself One Liner
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.
FRANZ KAFKA

Angel Hell Myself Sing
By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.
FRANZ KAFKA

Believe Creation Desire Existence Passion
It would have been so pointless to kill himself that, even if he had wanted to, the pointlessness would have made him unable.
FRANZ KAFKA

Death Himself Kill Philosophy
Paths are made by walking
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Inspirational Path Walk
I need solitude for my writing; not ‘like a hermit’ – that wouldn’t be enough – but like a dead man.
FRANZ KAFKA

Dead Enough Man Myself Need Pain Solitude Writing
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.
FRANZ KAFKA

Feeling Fortune Grateful Love Myself
A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.
FRANZ KAFKA

Book One Liner Sea
The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other.
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Right Science Understand
Logic may indeed be unshakeable, but it cannot withstand a man who is determined to live.
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Determination Live Logic Man
You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
FRANZ KAFKA

Love Yourself
Sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.
FRANZ KAFKA

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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