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Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.

Franz Kafka

Should I be grateful or should I curse the fact that despite all misfortune I can still feel love, an unearthly love but still for earthly objects.
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Feeling Fortune Grateful Love Myself
I need solitude for my writing; not ‘like a hermit’ – that wouldn’t be enough – but like a dead man.
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Dead Enough Man Myself Need Pain Solitude Writing
What am I doing here in this endless winter?
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End Myself Winter
Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
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Faith Simplicity
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.
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Fashion Inspirational Logic Soul Yourself
This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.
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Freedom Myself Philosophy Pieces World
I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
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Feeling Happiness Myself True
All language is but a poor translation.
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Language One Liner Poor
The person I am in the company of my sisters has been entirely different from the person I am in the company of other people. Fearless, powerful, surprising, moved as I otherwise am only when I write.
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Company Different Fear Myself People Person Powerful Writing
Paths are made by walking
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Inspirational Path Walk
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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Acceptance Lying Necessary Principle True
Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
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Believe Deep Success
Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
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Moments Myself Worth
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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Myself Search
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.
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Stupidity Talk Understand
I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
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Love Myself Place

Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.

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