Franz Kafka Quotes
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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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Association with human beings lures one into self-observation.
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To fight against this lack of understanding, against a whole world of non-understanding, was impossible.
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I am free and that is why I am lost.
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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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The thornbush is the old obstacle in the road. It must catch fire if you want to go further.
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Leopards break into the temple and drink to the dregs what is in the sacrificial pitchers; this is repeated over and over again; finally it can be calculated in advance, and it becomes a part of the ceremony.
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Sensual love deceives one as to the nature of heavenly love; it could not do so alone, but since it unconsciously has the element of heavenly love within it, it can do so.
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From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back. That is the point that must be reached.
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How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense.
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Productivity is being able to do things that you were never able to do before.
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Heaven is dumb, echoing only the dumb.
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Do not waste your time looking for an obstacle - maybe there is none.
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Please — consider me a dream.
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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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I carry the bars within me.
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Only the moment counts. It determines life.
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May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
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The relationship to one's fellow man is the relationship of prayer, the relationship to oneself is the relationship of striving; it is from prayer that one draws the strength for one's striving.
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We all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.
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I never imagined that so many days would ultimately make such a small life.
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The experience of life consists of the experience which the spirit has of itself in matter and as matter, in mind and as mind, in emotion, as emotion, etc.
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How pathetically scanty my self-knowledge is compared with, say, my knowledge of my room. There is no such thing as observation of the inner world, as there is of the outer world.
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Was he an animal, that music could move him so? He felt as if the way to the unknown nourishment he longed for were coming to light.