But what if all the tranquility, all the comfort, all the contentment were now to come to a horrifying end?

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You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love.

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You wouldn't believe the kind of person I could become if you wanted it.

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Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.

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The books we need are of the kind that act upon us like a misfortune, that makes us suffer like the death of someone we love more than ourselves, that make us feel as though we were on the verge of suicide, lost in a forest remote from all human habitation.

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Having a trial like that means losing a trial like that (Sufrir un proceso es casi haberlo perdido)

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Self-control is something for which I do not strive. Self-control means wanting to be effective at some random point in the infinite radiations of my spiritual existence.

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Do you realize that people don't know how to read Kafka simply because they want to decipher him? Instead of letting themselves be carried away by his unequaled imagination, they look for allegories — and come up with nothing but clichés: life is absurd (or it is not absurd), God is beyond reach (or within reach), etc. You can understand nothing about art, particularly modern art, if you do not understand that imagination is a value in itself.

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I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more

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Un libro dev'essere un'ascia per il mare ghiacciato che è dentro di noi.

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