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In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.

Franz Kafka

Nothing unites two people so completely, especially if, like you and me, all they have is words.
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People Unity Word
I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.
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Myself Reading Time
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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Escape Forget Myself
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
Was he an animal, that music could move him so? He felt as if the way to the unknown nourishment he longed for were coming to light.
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Animal Himself Light Music
From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back. That is the point that must be reached.
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Inspirational Philosophy
I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.
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Darkness Deep Different Myself Talk Thinking Writing
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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Cold Deep Oneself Philosophy Solitude Writing
Logic may indeed be unshakeable, but it cannot withstand a man who is determined to live.
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Determination Live Logic Man
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
You can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make
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Choice Decision Freedom Yourself
In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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Man Struggle World
Evil is whatever distracts.
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Evil One Liner
Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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Ability Beautiful Growth Old See
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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Myself Search
I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
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Love Myself Place

In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.

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