Speak Quote by Franz Kafka Download Open image “Writer speaks a stench.” — Franz Kafka ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Speak Writing
The job of the writer is to take a close and uncomfortable look at the world they inhabit, the world we all inhabit, and… — Walter Mosley Copy Share Image
Step out from behind the words. When you're a writer you can imagine that the words speak for you and are you, but they're… — Beth Kephart Copy Share Image
A writer lives in awe of words, for they can be cruel or kind, and they can change their meanings right in front of… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“I grew up thinking that writer and secretary were the same, except that a writer usually smelled of cocktails and came more often to… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“James Cain – faugh! Everything he touches smells like a billygoat. He is every kind of writer I detest, a faux naïf, a Proust… — Raymond Chandler Copy Share Image
“This story is about stink, after all, a story about rot, about how life grows out of the most fetid-smelling places.” — Larissa Lai Copy Share Image
“The novels, travel books and poems I read had a particular smell. The smell of cellars. An almost spicy smell, a mixture of dust… — Jean-Claude Izzo 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
I receive something we might euphemistically call an 'inappropriately hostile' response - that is to say, more than fair criticism or even fair anger… — Mary Beard Copy Share Image
Why do Christians sing when they are together? The reason is, quite simply, because in singing together it is possible for them to speak… — Dietrich Bonhoeffer Copy Share Image
A man walks down the street. It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the third world. Maybe it's his first time around.… — Paul Simon Copy Share Image
A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period - When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
My real name's McGill. The Jew thing I just do for the homeboys. They all want a pipe-hitting member of the tribe, so to… — Saul Copy Share Image
If I had to speak in front of a Korean audience, I would be hard pressed to sound other than a little girl. — An Na Copy Share Image
A man cannot speak but he judges himself. With his will or against his will he draws his portrait to the eye of his… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The world's history is a divine poem, of which the history of every nation is a canto, and every man a word. Its strains… — James A. Garfield Copy Share Image
