What I write is different from what I say, what I say is different from what I think, what I think is… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
The person I am in the company of my sisters has been entirely different from the person I am in the company… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
I need solitude for my writing; not 'like a hermit' - that wouldn't be enough - but like a dead man. — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“How many words grace the pages of this book! They are supposed to bestir memory. As if words could remember! For words… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“My writing was all about you; all I did there, after all, was to bemoan what I could not bemoan upon your… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
The old incapacity. Interrupted my writing for barely ten days and already cast out. Once again prodigious efforts stand before me. You… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
I am away from home and must always write home, even if any home of mine has long since floated away into… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
The existence of the writer is an argument against the existence of the soul, for the soul has obviously taken flight from… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
Writing is a deeper sleep than death. Just as one wouldn't pull a corpse from its grave, I can't be dragged from… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
The Kafka paradox: art depends on truth, but truth, being indivisable, cannot know itself: to tell the truth is to lie. thus… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“This afternoon the pain occasioned by my loneliness came upon me so piercingly and intensely that I became aware that the strength… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
Each of us has his own way of emerging from the underworld, mine is by writing. That's why the only way I… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself. — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
If the book we are reading does not wake us, as with a fist hammering on our skull, why then do we… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“Perhaps there is another kind of writing, I only know this one, in the night, when anxiety does not let me sleep,… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“That is a very poor career, but only a poor career give the world the light that an imperfect, but pretty good… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather,… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“The tremendous world I have inside my head. But how [to] free myself and free it without being torn to pieces. And a thousand… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
What I write is different from what I say, what I say is different from what I think, what I think is different from… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“A fine setting for a fit of despair,” it occurred to him, “if I were only standing here by accident instead of design.” — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“Ali svi se slažu u tome da se ne podižu lakomislene optužbe i da se sud, kad jedanput nekog optuži i kad je uvjeren… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
My job is unbearable to me because it conflicts with my only desire and my only calling, which is literature. Since I am nothing… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
You need not even listen, just wait...the world will offer itself freely to you, unmasking itself. — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“I will cross hundreds of seas and oceans without sinking to reach you, see your eyes and sink completely into their depths.” — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
I have no memory for things I have learned, nor things I have read, nor things experienced or heard, neither for people nor events;… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“This sounds crazy, but it is so. Nor is it perhaps really love when I say that for me you are the most beloved;… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
The more horses you yoke the quicker everything will go - not the rending of the block from its foundation, which is impossible, but… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
Martyrs do not underrate the body, they allow it to be elevated on the cross. In this they are at one with their antagonists. — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
