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More Quotes by Franz Kafka
I carry the bars within me.
Yet even if I manage that, one single slip, and a slip cannot be avoided, will stop the whole process, easy and painful alike, and I will have to shrink back into my own circle again.
But sleep? On a night like this? What an idea! Just think of how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.
You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.
sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.
But what if all the tranquility, all the comfort, all the contentment were now to come to a horrifying end?
Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
Every thing you love is very likely to be lost, but in the end, love will return in a different way.
No writer in our time has been more isolated than Kafka, and yet few have achieved communication as well as he did.
This brings me back to the image of Kafka standing before a fish in the Berlin aquarium, a fish on which his gaze fell in a newly found peace after he decided not to eat animals. Kafka recognized that fish as a member of his invisible family- not as his equal, of course, but as another being that was his concern.
