If the book we are reading does not wake us, as with a fist hammering on our skull, why then do we read it?
Franz KafkaThere has never been a time in which I have been convinced from within myself that I am alive. You see, I have only such a fugitive awareness of things around me that I always feel they were once real and are now fleeting away. I have a constant longing, my dear sir, to catch a glimpse of things as they may have been before they show themselves to me.
Franz KafkaEvery thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.
Franz Kafka