"…Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those."

"October 19. The inner world can only be experienced, not described."

Franz Kafka, from The Blue Octavo Notebooks (via c-ovet)

(Source: kafkaesque-world, via lifeinpoetry)

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metaphorformetaphor:


A time comes when you can no longer say: my God.
A time of total cleaning up.
A time when you no longer can say: my love.
Because love proved useless.
And the eyes don’t cry.
And the hands do only rough work.
And the heart is dry.
[…]
It is obvious you no longer know how to suffer.
And you want…