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Kill me, or you are a murderer.

Franz Kafka

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
You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
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Love Yourself
Sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.
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Guilty Man Wake Up
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.
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Cold Deep Oneself Philosophy Solitude Writing
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
Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
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Moments Myself Worth
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
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
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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Myself Search
I’m doing badly, I’m doing well, whichever you prefer.
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Deep Myself Yourself
I am free and that is why I am lost.
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Freedom Lost Myself One Liner Philosophy
He was a tool of the boss, without brains or backbone.
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Himself Slave
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
I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
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Love Myself Place
They say ignorance is bliss, they’re wrong
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Ignorance Wrong
Nothing unites two people so completely, especially if, like you and me, all they have is words.
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People Unity Word

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