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.
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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Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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Paths are made by walking
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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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It would have been so pointless to kill himself that, even if he had wanted to, the pointlessness would have made him unable.
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First impressions are always unreliable.
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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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There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.
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I’m thinking only of my illness and my health, though both, the first as well as the second, are you.
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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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What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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I do not speak as I think, I do not think as I should, and so it all goes on in helpless darkness.
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Nothing unites two people so completely, especially if, like you and me, all they have is words.
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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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Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
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He was a tool of the boss, without brains or backbone.
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