Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
FRANZ KAFKALogic may indeed be unshakeable, but it cannot withstand a man who is determined to live.
More Franz Kafka Quotes
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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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Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
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Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
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All language is but a poor translation.
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You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
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I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.
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In man’s struggle against the world, bet on the world.
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It certainly was not my intention to make you suffer, yet I have done so; obviously it never will be my intention to make you suffer, yet I shall always do so.
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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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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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Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
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Please — consider me a dream.
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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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People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as ‘nauseatingly miserable beyond repair’.
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Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
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