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Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.

Franz Kafka

The person I am in the company of my sisters has been entirely different from the person I am in the company of other people. Fearless, powerful, surprising, moved as I otherwise am only when I write.
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Company Different Fear Myself People Person Powerful Writing
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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Cold Deep Oneself Philosophy Solitude Writing
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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Fashion Inspirational Logic Soul Yourself
In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.
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Life Material Poetry Way Willing Yourself
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
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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Feeling Fortune Grateful Love 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
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
You can hold yourself back from the sufferings of the world, that is something you are free to do and it accords with your nature, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could avoid.
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Avoid Freedom Hold Nature Suffering World Yourself
I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.
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Myself Reading Time
Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
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Leaving Politics Revolution
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
Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
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Book Philosophy Yourself
In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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Man Struggle World
A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.
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Beginning Death Understand
For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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Light Myself Yourself
Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
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Life Wake Up
You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
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Heart Myself Quiet Yourself
You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
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Choice Freedom Happiness Leaving Listen Need Quiet Simplicity Wait World Yourself
Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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Ability Beautiful Growth Happiness Old Youth
First impressions are always unreliable.
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Appearance One Liner
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
Love is a drama of contradictions.
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Love One Liner
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
Evil is whatever distracts.
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Evil One Liner
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.
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Easy Mindset Myself People Person
I am free and that is why I am lost.
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Freedom Lost Myself One Liner Philosophy

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