May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air. – Franz Kafka
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself. – Franz Kafka
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air. – Franz Kafka
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself. – Franz Kafka
Suffering is the positive element in this world, indeed it is the only link between this world and the positive. – Franz Kafka
It is not necessary that you leave the house. Remain at your table and listen. Do not even listen, only wait. Do not even wait, be wholly still and alone. The world will present itself to you for its unmasking, it can do no other, in ecstasy it will writhe at your feet. – Franz Kafka