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

Franz Kafka

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
Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
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Book Philosophy Yourself
Kill me, or you are a murderer.
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Deep Kill Myself One Liner
As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.
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Bed Dream Easy Himself Morning Transformation Wake Up
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
By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.
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Believe Creation Desire Existence Passion
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
Better to have, and not need, than to need, and not have.
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Deep Material Need Philosophy
Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.
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Beyond Inspirational Return
You can hold yourself back from the sufferings of the world, that is something you are free to do and it accords with your nature, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering you could avoid.
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Avoid Freedom Hold Nature Suffering World Yourself
Please — consider me a dream.
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Dream Myself
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
The limited circle is pure.
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Limitation Pure
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
You can choose to be free , but it’s last decision you’ll ever make
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Choice Decision Freedom Yourself
All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
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Literature Myself Willing

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

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