
Writing is a prayer. —
Franz Kafka

There are two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness." Franz
Kafka —
Jason Harvey

My life was sweeter than other people's and my death will be more terrible by the same degree. —
Franz Kafka

His growing lack of concern for the others hardly surprised him, whereas previously he had prided himself on being considerate. —
Franz Kafka

I passed by the brothel as though
past the house of a beloved. —
Franz Kafka

Out of Dostoevsky:
Kafka. Out of Tolstoy: Margaret Mitchell.
(in conversation, explaining his dislike for Tolstoy) —
Joseph Brodsky

But what now if all the peace, the comfort, the contentment were to come to a horrible end? —
Franz Kafka

Religions get lost as people do. —
Franz Kafka

But now you must give me your hand, an agreement of this sort needs to be confirmed with a handshake. Will she shake hands with me? —
Franz Kafka

All that you are seeking is also seeking you —
Franz Kafka

If education tries to make other persons out of us than we essentially are, deeper inside, it stultifies, and reproach matters. —
Franz Kafka

The moonlight lay everywhere with the natural peace that is granted to no other light. —
Franz Kafka

In Hollywood, you still have wonderful actors, but it's so hard to work there. To work becomes a
Kafka nightmare - it's the last communist country! —
Gerard Depardieu

Anybody who preserves the ability to recognize beauty will never get old. —
Franz Kafka

A man doesn't need to fly to the sun, he need only find a patch of clean earth, and crawl there, and let the sun shine on him. —
Franz Kafka

The founder brought the laws from the lawgiver; the faithful are meant to announce the laws to the lawgiver. —
Franz Kafka

I am a cage, in search of a bird. —
Franz Kafka

I can never tear myself open wide enough to people to reveal everything and so frighten them away. —
Franz Kafka

I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things. —
Franz Kafka

The fact that there is nothing but a spiritual world deprives us of hope and gives us certainty. —
Franz Kafka

I asked myself at the time: how is it that she is not astonished at herself, that she keeps her mouth closed, and expresses nothing of any wonderment? —
Franz Kafka

Idleness is the beginning of all vice, the crown of all virtues. —
Franz Kafka

A novelist who ranks with Proust ,
Kafka , Musil and his friend James Joyce as one of the enduring pillars of Modernism. —
Italo Svevo

He had vented all his woes and now they might as well see the few rags that covered his body, after which they could carry him away. —
Franz Kafka

It's only because of their stupidity that they're able to be so sure of themselves. —
Franz Kafka

I never imagined that so many days would ultimately make such a small life. —
Franz Kafka

When one has once accepted and absorbed Evil, it no longer demands to be believed. —
Franz Kafka

Everyone has his cross to bear. —
Franz Kafka

I'm doing badly, I'm doing well; whichever you prefer. —
Franz Kafka

If there is a transmigration of souls then I am not yet on the bottom rung. My life is a hesitation before birth. —
Franz Kafka

But sometimes I really felt as though the starry sky rose and fell with the gasping of his chest. —
Franz Kafka

You misinterpret everything, even the silence. —
Franz Kafka

Suffering is the positive element in this world, indeed it is the only link between this world and the positive. —
Franz Kafka

One advantage in keeping a diary is that you become aware with reassuring clarity of the changes which you constantly suffer. —
Franz Kafka

Believing in progress does not mean believing that any progress has yet been made. —
Franz Kafka

Isolation is a way to know ourselves —
Franz Kafka

I am not at peace with myself; I am not always "something," and if for once I am "something," I pay for it by "being nothing" for months on end. —
Franz Kafka

True undoubting is the teacher's part, continual undoubting the part of the pupil. —
Franz Kafka

Sometimes I'm overcome with such an aversion to human beings that I can barely refrain from retching. —
Franz Kafka

You belong to me, even if I should never see you again. —
Franz Kafka

Everything you say is boring and incomprehensible, but that alone doesn't make it true. —
Franz Kafka

In that case, I'll miss the thing by waiting for it. —
Franz Kafka

His exhaustion is that of the gladiator after the combat; his labor was the whitewashing of a corner of the wall in his office. —
Kafka, Franz

I wanted to escape the unrest, to shut out the voices around me and within me, so I write. —
Franz Kafka

You're not cross with me, though?" he said. She pulled her hand away and answered, "No, no, I'm never cross with anyone. —
Franz Kafka

Rolling country, not yet quite mountainous, with woods and lakes, is what I like best. —
Franz Kafka

I usually solve problems by letting them devour me. —
Franz Kafka

Every dog has like me the impulse to question, and I have like every dog the impulse not to answer. —
Franz Kafka

Judgement does not come suddenly; the proceedings gradually merge into the judgement. —
Franz Kafka

We come to mistake the crumbs of mercy for the feast of love —
Franz Kafka

Not everyone can see the truth, but he can be it. —
Franz Kafka

He is afraid the shame will outlive him. —
Franz Kafka
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All [the authorities] did was to guard the distant and invisible interests of distant and invisible masters —
Franz Kafka

You're you, you see, and nobody else. You are you, right? —
Haruki Murakami

Official decisions are as elusive
as young girls. —
Franz Kafka

I need solitude for my writing; not 'like a hermit' - that wouldn't be enough - but like a dead man. —
Franz Kafka

Oh, a bookshop. Why not pop in and buy a little Kant? And perhaps just a quarter-pound of
Kafka. Don't bother to wrap it, thanks. I'll eat it here. —
Frederick Busch

WHEN Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from troubled dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a monstrous insect. —
Franz Kafka