Sometimes I think I can expiate all my past and future sins through the aching of my bones.
Franz KafkaI am on the hunt for constructions. I come into a room and find them whitely merging in a corner.
Franz KafkaSometimes I think I can expiate all my past and future sins through the aching of my bones.
Franz KafkaI am on the hunt for constructions. I come into a room and find them whitely merging in a corner.
Franz Kafka