I need solitude for my writing; not 'like a hermit' - that wouldn't be enough - but like a dead man.

What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.

In the fight between you and the world, back the world.

A stair not worn hollow by footsteps is, regarded from its own point of view, only a boring something made of wood.

Photography concentrates one's eye on the superficial. For that reason it obscures the hidden life which glimmers through the outlines of things like a play of light and shade. One can't catch that even with the sharpest lens.

I can prove at any time that my education tried to make another person out of me than the one I became. It is for the harm, therefore, that my educators could have done me in accordance with their intentions that I reproach them; I demand from their hands the person I now am, and since they cannot give him to me, I make of my reproach and laughter a drumbeat sounding in the world beyond.

Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything truly wrong, he was arrested.