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I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.

Franz Kafka

Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
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Believe Deep Success
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
Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.
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Life Wake Up
Logic may indeed be unshakeable, but it cannot withstand a man who is determined to live.
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Determination Live Logic Man
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
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 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
Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
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Ability Beautiful Growth Old See
In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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Man Struggle World
Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
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Deep Love Myself
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 a drama of contradictions.
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Love One Liner
You misinterpret everything, even the silence.
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Silence Yourself
He was a tool of the boss, without brains or backbone.
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Himself Slave
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
They say ignorance is bliss, they’re wrong
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Ignorance Wrong

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