The Fathers of the Church were not afraid to go out into the desert because they had a richness in their hearts. But we, with richness all around us, are afraid, because the desert is in our hearts.
Franz KafkaEvery thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.
Franz KafkaWe all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.
Franz Kafka