As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.
FRANZ KAFKAI never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
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By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.
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I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
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There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.
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You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
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You can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make
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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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You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
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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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For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
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Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.
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Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
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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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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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