May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as wel... - Franz Kafka
"May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air."
"May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air."
"A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us."
"Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old."
"A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity."[Letter to Max Brod, July 5, 1922]"
"I am a cage, in search of a bird."
"Writer speaks a stench."