Franz Kafka Quotes
I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
Franz Kafka
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I learned from an early age that my heritage, my love for people, and my desire to be a vehicle that can be used through my voice, that my expressions and actions can transport a person to experience a scene from the past, present and future.
Francesco Quinn
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No money is better spent than what is laid out for domestic satisfaction.
Samuel Johnson
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Through this experience we have been warned - learn everything, don't forget anything!
Karl Liebknecht
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A lot of people are angry about the democratic abuses that have been committed by the Spanish government.
Carles Puigdemont
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When you're competitive, the last thing you want to do is come out of a game, regardless of what kind of injury it is - whether it's an ankle, a knee, a rib, or a head injury.
Aaron Rodgers
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Somebody can become a celebrity for being stupid. That is what it's turned into.
Kate Hudson
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Less judgment than wit is more sail than ballast. Yet it must be confessed that wit given an edge to sense, and recommends it extremely.
William Penn
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When we have a corporation, we must know what the customer wants, what the customers needs. Also, the politician must know what the people want, what the people need.
Joko Widodo
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It is a tragic hour, that hour when we are finally driven to reckon with ourselves, when every avenue of mental distraction has been cut off and our own life and all its ineffaceable failures closes about us like the walls of that old torture chamber of the Inquisition.
Willa Cather
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I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turned over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.
Walt Whitman
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I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
Franz Kafka