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."
More quotes by Franz Kafka
"I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us."
"Writing is prayer."
"The meaning of life is that it stops."
"Books are a narcotic."
"Writer speaks a stench."