There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.
FRANZ KAFKAThe person I am in the company of my sisters has been entirely different from the person I am in the company of other people. Fearless, powerful, surprising, moved as I otherwise am only when I write.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.
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I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.
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I am in chains. Don’t touch my chains.
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I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.
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I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.
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Please — consider me a dream.
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All language is but a poor translation.
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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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He was a tool of the boss, without brains or backbone.
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He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.
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The person I am in the company of my sisters has been entirely different from the person I am in the company of other people. Fearless, powerful, surprising, moved as I otherwise am only when I write.
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I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.
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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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It is not necessary to accept everything as true, one must only accept it as necessary.’ ‘A melancholy conclusion,’ said K. ‘It turns lying into a universal principle.
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You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
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