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dailykafka · 2 days
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— March 27, 1914 / Franz Kafka diaries
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simplyjustagirlsblog · 4 months
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lttledog · 2 months
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February 1st — from ‘The Diaries of Franz Kafka’.
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depraved-raven · 20 days
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"i never wish to be easily defined. i'd rather float over other people's minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person."
— franz kafka, diary entry dated 23 march 1914
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Used my advance PS skills to make this little funny image haha
(someone probably did it already but I couldn't be bothered to look)
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oh-no-another-idea · 10 months
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there’s franz kafka. and then there’s me.
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lettersinarchive · 1 month
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“something so terrible inside my chest, like a hollowness, a void and the remembrance of you not being mine.”
— lettersinarchive.
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Franz Kafka Diaries / 1915
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farieads · 3 days
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glendover · 1 year
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started to read Kafka’s diaries and he needs to stop being so damn relatable
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laylaslibrary · 10 months
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June 1, 1912
- The Diaries Of Franz Kafka 1910-1913
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dailykafka · 1 day
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— March 28, 1911 / Franz Kafka diaries
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simplyjustagirlsblog · 5 months
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franz kafka i love you
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lttledog · 2 months
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January 16th — from ‘The Diaries of Franz Kafka’.
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batsmilelove · 1 year
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“Yes, he loves me, but for me it is a great misfortune. For he thinks that because he loves me he is free to torment me, takes full advantage of this imaginary privilege. Almost every day comes a letter tormenting me to death, but then of course there comes another which is meant to make me forget the first; but how can I forget it? He always talks in riddles; one can’t get a candid word out of him. It is possible that what he wants to say cannot be written, but then, for heaven’s sake, he should stop it altogether and write like a sensible person. He doesn’t torment me deliberately, for he loves me, I know, beyond all measure, but he ought to stop tormenting me and making me so miserable with his love.”
-letters to felice, franz kafka
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