What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
—Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis
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 Kafka
Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
—Franz Kafka
Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.
—Franz Kafka
Please — consider me a dream.
—Franz Kafka
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
—Franz Kafka
I am in chains. Don’t touch my chains.
—Franz Kafka
A first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.
—Franz Kafka
I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.
—Franz Kafka
