Franz Kafka

I don't feel particularly proud of myself. But when I walk alone in the woods or lie in the meadows, all is well.

Those who do not know how to lie believe that everyone tells the truth.

I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.

Reality is too heavy for people, so they rent illusions and call it happiness.

Evil is whatever distracts.

I am nothing to anyone, and that is my greatest freedom.

One idiot is one idiot. Two idiots are two idiots. Ten thousand idiots are a political party.

I am a cage, in search of a bird.

Dearest, I beg of you, sleep properly and go for walks.

I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.

I have found a new enjoyment for my free time: lying in the grass.

There are two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.

I think you should only read those books which bite and sting you.

Time is short, my strength is limited, the office is a horror, the apartment is noisy, and if a pleasant, straightforward life is not possible then one must try to wriggle through by subtle maneuvers.

The lonely one offers his hand too quickly to whomever he encounters.

What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.

Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.