"Today is your birthday, but I’m not even sending you the usual book, for it would be only pretense; at bottom I am after all not even in a position to give you a book. I am writing only because it is so necessary for me today to be near you for a moment, even though it be only by means of this card, and I have begun with the complaint only so that you may recognize me at once."
Franz Kafka, from a diary entry dated 27 May 1911. (via kafkaesque-world)
"You can choose to be free, but it’s last decision you’ll ever make."
Franz Kafka (via kafkaesque-world)
"How the two of us, Ottla and I, explode in rage against every kind of human relationship."
Franz Kafka, Diaries 1914-1923 (via kafkaesque-world)