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I’m doing badly, I’m doing well, whichever you prefer.

Franz Kafka

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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Dream Each Other Hide Myself See
Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
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Deep Love Myself
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
For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.
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Light Myself Yourself
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
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
It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
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Philosophy Stupidity
There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.
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Art Patience Sin
In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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Man Struggle World
I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
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Let Go Myself Problem
Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
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Destination Kiss Writing
Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
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Leaving Politics Revolution
The Kafka paradox: art depends on truth, but truth, being indivisable, cannot know itself: to tell the truth is to lie. Thus the writer is the truth, and yet when he speaks he lies.
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Art Deep Lying Philosophy Talk Truth Writing
You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
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Love Yourself
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

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