At that point I asked myself: How is it that she is not amazed at herself, that she keeps her lips closed and makes no such remark?

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

You need not even listen, just wait...the world will offer itself freely to you, unmasking itself.

The thornbush is the old obstacle in the road. It must catch fire if you want to go further.

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

No sooner said than done - so acts your man of worth.

If I shall exist eternally, how shall I exist tomorrow?