Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
FRANZ KAFKADon’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.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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The truth is always an abyss. One must — as in a swimming pool — dare to dive from the quivering springboard of trivial everyday experience and sink into the depths, in order to later rise again — laughing and fighting for breath — to the now doubly illuminated surface of things.
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Most men are not wicked, They are sleep-walkers, not evil evildoers.
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The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other.
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Love is a drama of contradictions.
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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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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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We photograph things in order to drive them out of our minds. My stories are a way of shutting my eyes.
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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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Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
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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.
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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.
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All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
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Please — consider me a dream.
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First impressions are always unreliable.
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