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A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.

Franz Kafka

Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
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Destination Kiss Writing
You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.
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Change Direction Eat Need Yourself
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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Myself Search
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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Choice Freedom Happiness Leaving Listen Need Quiet Simplicity Wait World Yourself
You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
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Love Yourself
There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe, but not for us.
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Break Up Hope Sadness World
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
You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart; imagine my heartbeat when you are in this state.
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Heart Imagination Quiet Yourself
Now I can look at you in peace; I don’t eat you any more.
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Eat Myself Peace Yourself
I’m doing badly, I’m doing well, whichever you prefer.
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Deep Myself Yourself
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
You can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make
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Choice Decision Freedom Yourself
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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Angel Hell Myself Sing
All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
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Literature Myself Willing
Nothing unites two people so completely, especially if, like you and me, all they have is words.
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People Unity Word
You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
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Heart Myself Quiet Yourself

A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.

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