Теодора Бужарова

“Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.”
― Kafka, Franzv

“There has never been a time in which I have been convinced from within myself that I am alive. You see, I have only such a fugitive awareness of things around me that I always feel they were once real and are now fleeting away. I have a constant longing, my dear sir, to catch a glimpse of things as they may have been before they show themselves to me. I feel that they were calm and beautiful. It must be so, for I often hear people talking about them as though they were.”
― Franz Kafka

“There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe ... but not for us.”
― Franz Kafka

“What am I doing here in this endless winter?”
― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis and Other Stories