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
FRANZ KAFKA- You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
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You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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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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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.
FRANZ KAFKANo, 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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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.
FRANZ KAFKAIn 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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They say ignorance is bliss, they’re wrong
FRANZ KAFKAThey say ignorance is bliss, they’re wrong
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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.
FRANZ KAFKAForget 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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They’re talking about things of which they don’t have the slightest understanding, anyway. It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
FRANZ KAFKAThey’re talking about things of which they don’t have the slightest understanding, anyway. It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
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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.
FRANZ KAFKADo 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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It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
FRANZ KAFKAIt’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
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Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
FRANZ KAFKAAnyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
FRANZ KAFKAFor myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.
FRANZ KAFKAA First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.
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Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
FRANZ KAFKAEven the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
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Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.
FRANZ KAFKADon’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.
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Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
FRANZ KAFKASlept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
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Books are a narcotic.
FRANZ KAFKABooks are a narcotic.
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What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
FRANZ KAFKAWhat if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
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