The crows maintain that a single crow could destroy the heavens. There is no doubt of that, but it proves nothing against the heavens, for heaven simply means: the impossibility of crows. — Franz Kafka, The Zürau Aphorisms. (Schocken; 1st American Ed edition, December 26, 2006) Originally published 1931. Advertisements
No one sings as purely as those who inhabit the deepest hell—what we take to be the song of angels is their song. — Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena. (Schocken; Rev Upd edition April 7, 1990)
If we were on the right road, having to leave it would mean endless despair. But we are on a road that only leads to a second one and then to a third one and so forth. And the real highway will not be sighted for a long, long time, perhaps never. So we drift… Continue reading Franz Kafka
I am not well; I could have built the Pyramids with the effort it takes me to cling on to life and reason. — Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice. ( Schocken; Pbk ed. edition December 6, 2016) Originally published 1967.
I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it. — Franz Kafka, Dearest Father: Stories And Other Writings. Translation by Ernst Kaiser and Eithne Wilkins. Schocken Books; 1st edition (1954)
Desire for a deeper sleep that dissolves more. The metaphysical urge is only the urge towards death. — Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-23. (Schocken, October 30, 1988)
\ Too late. The sweetness of sorrow and of love. To be smiled at by her in the boat. That was most beautiful of all. Always only the desire to die and the not-yet-yielding; this alone is love. — Franz Kafka, \ Too late. The sweetness of sorrow and of love. To be smiled at… Continue reading Franz Kafka