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In theory there is a possibility of perfect happiness: To believe in the indestructible element within one, and not to strive towards it.
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A book should serve as the ax for the frozen sea within us.
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Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.
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Someone must have been telling lies about Joseph K., for without having done anything wrong he was arrested one fine morning. His landlady's cook, who always brought him his breakfast at eight o'clock, failed to appear on this occasion. That had never happened before.
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One must fight to get to the top, especially if one starts at the bottom.
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We live in an age which is so possessed by demons, that soon we shall only be able to do goodness and justice in the deepest secrecy, as if it were a crime.
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I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
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Ours is a lost generation, it may be, but it is more blameless than those earlier generations.
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It is only our conception of time that makes us call the Last Judgement by this name. It is, in fact, a kind of martial law.
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In the fight between you and the world, back the world.
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I have spent my life resisting the desire to end it.
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Association with human beings lures one into self-observation.
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The Bible is a sanctum; the world, sputum.
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Heaven is dumb, echoing only the dumb.
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So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all questions for the time being.
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If I shall exist eternally, how shall I exist tomorrow?
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The truth is always an abyss.
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The way is infinitely long, nothing of it can be subtracted, nothing can be added, and yet everyone applies his own childish yardstick to it. 'Certainly, this yard of the way you still have to go, too, and it will be accounted unto you.'
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Should I be grateful or should I curse the fact that despite all misfortune I can still feel love, an unearthly love but still for earthly objects.
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I am a cage, in search of a bird.
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I carry the bars within me.
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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.
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My guiding principle is this: Guilt is never to be doubted.
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Art is for the artist is only suffering through which he releases himself for further suffering.