Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
FRANZ KAFKA
I’m thinking only of my illness and my health, though both, the first as well as the second, are you.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
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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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Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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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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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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I 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
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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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I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
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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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All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
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You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
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Love is a drama of contradictions.
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Now I can look at you in peace; I don’t eat you any more.
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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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I am free and that is why I am lost.
FRANZ KAFKA