German Novelists
Franz Kafka Quotes
100 quotes
Walk of life:Novelist
Born:July 3, 1883, Czechia
Died:Died: June 3, 1924, Austria
Read on: Wikipedia
Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka You misinterpret everything, even the silence.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka Just think how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka The truth is always an abyss. One must — as in a swimming pool — dare to dive from the quivering springboard of trivial everyday experience and sink into the depths, in order to later rise again — laughing and fighting for breath — to the now doubly illuminated surface of things.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka They say ignorance is bliss, they’re wrong
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka In this wilderness, Mankind is the animal I fear.
Addison SchmittAddison Schmitt The irony is that he broke the only person he never wanted to hurt.
Krishan PandeyKrishan Pandey I will wait, I am waiting, and I will love you with all the love I posses until this body is ash and I begin my search for you again.
Tyler Knott GregsonTyler Knott Gregson Nothing is permanent not even your pain.
Taj AroraTaj Arora Do not insist me to let you go, you come half hearted like a crescent moon, and you go heart-filled like a full moon which glows.
Nikita GandhiNikita Gandhi I want to fold you into my book, like a petal, so that you’d never leave.
Mira R. AridiMira R. Aridi