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You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.

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
He was a tool of the boss, without brains or backbone.
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Himself Slave
For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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Light Myself Yourself
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
You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.
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Change Direction Eat Need Yourself
I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.
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Myself Reading Time
Please — consider me a dream.
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Dream Myself
I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
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Feeling Happiness Myself True
The limited circle is pure.
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Limitation Pure
I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.
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Death Desire End Life Myself Resistance
Books are a narcotic.
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Book One Liner
I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
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Deep I Miss You Myself
Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
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Deep Love Myself
I am in chains. Don’t touch my chains.
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Myself Touch
The meaning of life is that it stops.
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Death Life One Liner 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.
FRANZ KAFKA

Breathe Experience Fight Laughter Rise Truth

You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.

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