May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air. – Franz Kafka
A book must be an ice-axe to break the seas frozen inside our soul. – 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
A book must be an ice-axe to break the seas frozen inside our soul. – Franz Kafka
In theory there is a possibility of perfect happiness: To believe in the indestructible element within one, and not to strive towards it. – Franz Kafka
Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old. – Franz Kafka
There are as many reasons for running as there are days in the year, years in my life. But mostly I run because I am an animal and a child, an artist and a saint. So, too, are you. Find your own play, your own self-renewing compulsion, and you will become the person you are meant to be. – George Sheehan