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Franz Kafka

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
You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.
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Change Direction Eat Need Yourself
He was a tool of the boss, without brains or backbone.
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Himself Slave
You misinterpret everything, even the silence.
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Silence Yourself
I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
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Feeling Happiness Myself True
First impressions are always unreliable.
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Appearance One Liner
Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.
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Beyond Inspirational Return
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
From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back. That is the point that must be reached.
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Inspirational Philosophy
By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.
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Believe Creation Desire Existence Passion
Better to have, and not need, than to need, and not have.
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Deep Material Need Philosophy
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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Breathe Experience Fight Laughter Rise Truth
Hold fast to the diary from today on! Write regularly! Don’t surrender! Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it every moment.
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Hold Moments Myself Worth Writing
Sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.
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Guilty Man Wake Up
People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as ‘nauseatingly miserable beyond repair’.
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Misery People

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