Metamorphosis

by Franz Kafka

Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad.

Doing business like this takes much more effort than doing your own business at home, and on top of that there’s the curse of travelling, worries about making train connections, bad and irregular food, contact with different people all the time so that you can never get to know anyone or become friendly with them.

calm consideration was much better than rushing to desperate conclusions.

Gregor when he was a lieutenant in the army, his sword in his hand and a carefree smile on his face as he called forth respect for his uniform and bearing.

On the contrary, as a family there was a duty to swallow any revulsion for him and to be patient, just to be patient.

an animal if music could captivate him so? It seemed to him that he was being shown the way to the unknown nourishment he had been yearning for.

if in confirmation of their new dreams and good intentions, as soon as they reached their destination Grete was the first to get up and stretch out her young body.