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.
FRANZ KAFKAEvery revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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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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You can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make
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For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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Do you know, darling? When you became involved with others you quite possibly stepped down a level or two, but If you become involved with me, you will be throwing yourself into the abyss.
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You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
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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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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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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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He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.
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What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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Paths are made by walking
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I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
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It is not necessary to accept everything as true, one must only accept it as necessary.’ ‘A melancholy conclusion,’ said K. ‘It turns lying into a universal principle.
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Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.
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