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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
I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.
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Darkness Deep Different Myself Talk Thinking Writing
I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.
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Death Desire End Life Myself Resistance
I do not speak as I think, I do not think as I should, and so it all goes on in helpless darkness.
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Darkness Help Myself Talk Thinking
Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
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Deep Love Myself
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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Death Himself Kill Philosophy
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
Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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Ability Beautiful Growth Happiness Old Youth
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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Eyes Mindset Myself Ourselves Photograph Story
He was a tool of the boss, without brains or backbone.
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Himself Slave
Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.
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Faith Simplicity
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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Myself Search
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
All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.
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Literature Myself Willing
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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Acceptance Lie Necessary Need Rule World Yourself
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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Empty Forget Philosophy Search Yourself

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

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