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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.

Franz Kafka

All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
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Literature Myself Willing
Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
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Faith Simplicity
I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.
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Death Desire End Life Myself Resistance
You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
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Heart Myself Quiet Yourself
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 usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
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Let Go Myself Problem
You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
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Love Yourself
Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
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Moments Myself Worth
Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
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Deep Love Myself
I am always trying to convey something that can’t be conveyed, to explain something which is inexplicable, to tell about something I have in my bones, something which can be expressed only in the bones.
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Explanation Expression Myself Try
Was he an animal, that music could move him so? He felt as if the way to the unknown nourishment he longed for were coming to light.
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Animal Himself Light Music
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
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
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
For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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Light Myself Yourself
Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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Ability Beautiful Growth Old See

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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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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