This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.

It 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.

First impressions are always unreliable.

All language is but a poor translation.

There are questions we could not get past if we were not set free from them by our very nature.

What is meant by its nature for the highest and the best, spreads among the lowly people.

If this is what you came for, then I didn't send for you. Kafka (note to himself in journal)