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I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.

Franz Kafka

Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
FRANZ KAFKA

Believe Deep Success
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
FRANZ KAFKA

Myself Search
There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe, but not for us.
FRANZ KAFKA

Break Up Hope Sadness World
Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
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Life Wake Up
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
What am I doing here in this endless winter?
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End Myself Winter
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
Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
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Leaving Politics Revolution
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
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
All language is but a poor translation.
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Language One Liner Poor
The right understanding of any matter and a misunderstanding of the same matter do not wholly exclude each other.
FRANZ KAFKA

Right Science Understand
In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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Man Struggle World
Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
FRANZ KAFKA

Faith Simplicity
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.
FRANZ KAFKA

Breathe Experience Fight Laughter Rise Truth
They say ignorance is bliss, they’re wrong
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Ignorance Wrong

I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.

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