Logic may indeed be unshakeable, but it cannot withstand a man who is determined to live.
FRANZ KAFKAI 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
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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I 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.
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The meaning of life is that it stops.
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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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I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
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You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
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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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I’m doing badly, I’m doing well, whichever you prefer.
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Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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My guiding principle is this: Guilt is never to be doubted.
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No, said the priest, you don’t need to accept everything as true, you only have to accept it as necessary. Depressing view, said K. The lie made into the rule of the world.
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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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Most men are not wicked, They are sleep-walkers, not evil evildoers.
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I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
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Love is a drama of contradictions.
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Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself.
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