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Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.

Franz Kafka

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
I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.
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Death Desire End Life Myself Resistance
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
You misinterpret everything, even the silence.
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Silence Yourself
I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
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Love Myself Place
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
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
It certainly was not my intention to make you suffer, yet I have done so; obviously it never will be my intention to make you suffer, yet I shall always do so.
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Myself Suffering Yourself
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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Escape Forget Myself
All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
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Literature Myself Willing
I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
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Feeling Happiness Myself True
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
I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
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Deep I Miss You Myself
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
I lack nothing. I only needed myself.
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Myself Need Self Love
Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
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Leaving Politics Revolution

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