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

Franz Kafka

I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
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Explanation Myself Understand
Sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.
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Guilty Man Wake Up
In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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Man Struggle World
I am free and that is why I am lost.
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Freedom Lost Myself One Liner Philosophy
A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.
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Book One Liner Sea
I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.
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Easy Mindset Myself People Person
What am I doing here in this endless winter?
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End Myself Winter
I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.
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Deep I Miss You Myself
Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
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Leaving Politics Revolution
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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Cold Deep Oneself Philosophy Solitude Writing
Hold fast to the diary from today on! Write regularly! Don’t surrender! Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it every moment.
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Hold Moments Myself Worth Writing
You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart; imagine my heartbeat when you are in this state.
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Heart Imagination Quiet Yourself
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
Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
FRANZ KAFKA

Deep Love Myself
He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.
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Afraid Death Deep Himself Live
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 KAFKA

Life Material Poetry Way Willing Yourself

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