Writing is prayer.

“Não ouças sequer, espera simplesmente. Não esperes, sequer, sê absolutamente so…”

“Once more the odious courtesies began, the first handed the knife across K. to …”

“Which of us would not have been happy under Alexander's radiant gaze? But Dioge…”

“But sometimes I really felt as though the starry sky rose and fell with the gas…”