There 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 KafkaI have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.
Franz KafkaIt is only our conception of time that makes us call the Last Judgement by this name. It is, in fact, a kind of martial law.
Franz KafkaMay I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
Franz Kafka