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I want in fact more of you. In my mind I am dressing you with light; I am wrapping you up in blankets of complete acceptance and then I give myself to you. I long for you; I who usually long without longing, as though I

I want in fact more of you. In my mind I am dressing you with light; I am wrapping you up in blankets of complete acceptance and then I give myself to you. I long for you; I who usually long without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy, really, utterly long for every bit of you.

Franz Kafka
Love, Acceptance, Light

Love has as few problems as a motor car. The only problems are the driver, the passengers, and the road.

Franz Kafka
Love, Problem, Passengers
"I am a memory come alive: autobiographical writings".

In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.

Franz Kafka
Love, Song, Argument

The history of the world, as it is written and handed down by word of mouth, often fails us completely; but man's intuitive capacity, though it often misleads, does lead, does not ever abandon one.

Franz Kafka
Love, Men, Doe
Franz Kafka (1991). “The Blue Octavo Notebooks”

Anyone who loves his neighbor within the limits of the world is doing no more and no less injustice than someone who loves himself within the limits of the world.

Franz Kafka
Love, World, Limits
Franz Kafka (1954). “Wedding preparations in the country: and other posthumous prose writings. With notes by Max Brod”

There's no quiet place here on earth for our love, not in the village and not anywhere else, so I picture a grave, deep and narrow, in which we embrace as if clamped together, I bury my face against you, you yours against me, and no one will ever see us.

Franz Kafka
Love, Together, Village
"The Castle". Book by Franz Kafka, 1926.

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