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I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.

Franz Kafka

I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.
FRANZ KAFKA

Easy Mindset Myself People Person
I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.
FRANZ KAFKA

Myself Reading Time
I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
FRANZ KAFKA

Let Go Myself Problem
I’m thinking only of my illness and my health, though both, the first as well as the second, are you.
FRANZ KAFKA

Health Myself Thinking Yourself
I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
FRANZ KAFKA

Deep I Miss You Myself
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.
FRANZ KAFKA

Art Deep Lying Philosophy Talk Truth Writing
It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
FRANZ KAFKA

Philosophy Stupidity
Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself.
FRANZ KAFKA

Empty Forget Philosophy Search Yourself
For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
FRANZ KAFKA

Light Myself Yourself
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
FRANZ KAFKA

Kiss Misery Myself Night Paper Yourself
You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.
FRANZ KAFKA

Change Direction Eat Need Yourself
Better to have, and not need, than to need, and not have.
FRANZ KAFKA

Deep Material Need Philosophy
Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
FRANZ KAFKA

Leaving Politics Revolution
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
I am free and that is why I am lost.
FRANZ KAFKA

Freedom Lost Myself One Liner Philosophy
Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
FRANZ KAFKA

Faith Simplicity

I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.

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