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Franz Kafka
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The meaning of life is that it stops.

By Franz Kafka

[He] used to be so

By Franz Kafka

[He] used to be so insignificant that one literally felt alone in his presence.

By Franz Kafka

I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.

By Franz Kafka

I am not actually tired, but numb and heavy, and can’t find the right words. All I can say is: Stay with me, don’t leave me.

By Franz Kafka

May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.

By Franz Kafka

Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.

By Franz Kafka
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