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This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.

Franz Kafka

Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.
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Dream Myself Night Remember Yourself
I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
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Deep I Miss You Myself
I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
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Feeling Happiness Myself True
In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.
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Life Material Poetry Way Willing Yourself
The Kafka paradox: art depends on truth, but truth, being indivisable, cannot know itself: to tell the truth is to lie. Thus the writer is the truth, and yet when he speaks he lies.
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Art Deep Lying Philosophy Talk Truth Writing
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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Cold Deep Oneself Philosophy Solitude Writing
Nothing unites two people so completely, especially if, like you and me, all they have is words.
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People Unity Word
In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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Man Struggle World
I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
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Let Go Myself Problem
I am free and that is why I am lost.
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Freedom Lost Myself One Liner Philosophy
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
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
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
Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.
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Beyond Inspirational Return
I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more
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Dream Each Other Hide Myself See
Most men are not wicked, They are sleep-walkers, not evil evildoers.
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Deep Evil Man Walk

This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.

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