We are as forlorn as children lost in the wood. When you stand in front of me and look at me, what do you know of the griefs that are in me and what do I know of yours? And if I were to cast myself down before you and tell you, what more would you know about me that you know about Hell when someone tells you it is hot and dreadful?
Franz KafkaThe purpose of a story is to be an axe that breaks up the ice within us.
Franz KafkaEvil does not exist; once you have crossed the threshold, all is good. Once in another world, you must hold your tongue.
Franz KafkaTag: inspiration spirituality
I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.
Franz KafkaTag: loneliness isolation
The fact that our task is exactly commensurate with our life gives it the appearance of being infinite.
Franz KafkaGregor's glance then turned to the window. The dreary weather—the
rain drops were falling audibly down on the metal window
ledge—made him quite melancholy.
Tag: metamorphosis
I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound or stab us. If the book we're reading doesn't wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy are the kind we could write ourselves if we had to. But we need books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. That is my belief.
Franz KafkaTag: reading
Faith, like a guillotine. As heavy, as light.
Franz KafkaDu kannst jemanden, der die Augen verbunden hat, noch so sehr aufmuntern, durch das Tuch zu starren, er wird doch niemals etwas sehen; erst wenn man ihm das Tuch abnimmt, kann er sehen.
Franz KafkaTag: page-248
We need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us.
Franz KafkaTag: words reading books literature
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