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.
Franz KafkaArt is for the artist is only suffering through which he releases himself for further suffering.
Franz KafkaThe door could not be heard slamming; they had probably left it open, as is the custom in homes where a great misfortune has occurred.
Franz Kafka