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  • He thought back on his family with deep emotion and love. His conviction that he would have to disappear was, if possible, even firmer than his sister's. He remained in this state of empty and peaceful reflection until the tower clock struck three in the morning. He still saw that outside the window everything was beginning to grow light. Then, without his consent, his head sank down to the floor, and from his nostrils streamed his last weak breath.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Franz Kafka Quotes , Morning Quotes , Reflection Quotes
  • Art flies around truth, but with the definite intention of not getting burnt. Its capacity lies in finding in the dark void a place where the beam of light can be intensely caught, without this having been perceptible before.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Franz Kafka Quotes , Art Quotes , Lying Quotes