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Quotes About Suffering

The less you torment yourself, the less you'll be tormenting me.
~ Franz Kafka
We don't all share one body, but we do share growth, and that leads us through all pain, whether in this form or that.
~ Franz Kafka
How could a man not be sickened when the felt in his mouth had been gnawed and drooled on by more than a hundred men as they lay dying?
~ Franz Kafka
Only here is suffering really suffering. Not in the way that those who suffer here are to be ennobled in some other world for their suffering, but that what passes for suffering in this world is, in another world, without any change and merely without its contrariety, bliss.
~ Franz Kafka
Should I be grateful or should I curse the fact that despite all misfortune I can still feel love, an unearthly love but still for earthly objects. ? Franz Kafka, Diaries of Franz Kafka 1910-1923 . (Schocken October 30, 1988) Originally published 1949.
~ Franz Kafka
Omoar?-m?, altfel e?ti un uciga?.
~ Franz Kafka
In a way, I was already punished before I knew I had done anything wrong.
~ Franz Kafka
Precisamos de livros que nos afetem como um desastre, que nos angustiem profundamente, como a morte de alguém que amamos mais do que a nós mesmos, como ser banido para florestas distantes de todos, como um suicídio. Um livro tem que ser o machado para o mar congelado dentro de nós.
~ Franz Kafka
One stands painfully pinned against the wall, fearfully lowers one's eyes to see the hand that pins and with a new pain that makes one forget the old, recognizes one's own crooked hand, which holds you with a strength it never had for good work. One raises one's head, again feels the first pain, again lowers one's eyes and this up and down never ceases.
~ Franz Kafka
His numerous legs, pitifully thin in comparison to the rest of his circumference, flickered helplessly before his eyes.
~ Franz Kafka
E não reside nisso nem a mentira nem a pacificação da dor, é um excedente de forças, concedido pela graça, num momento em que a dor esgotou e visivelmente a totalidade das minhas forças e até ao fundo do meu ser que ainda escorcha. Qual é então este escedente?
~ Franz Kafka
This morning for the first time in a long while the pleasure again in imagining a knife twisted in my heart.
~ Franz Kafka
Hätte Gregor nur mit der Schwester sprechen und ihr für alles danken können, was sie für ihn machen mußte, er hätte ihre Dienste leichter ertragen; so aber litt er darunter.
~ Franz Kafka
Dizer que me abandonaste seria injusto, mas dizer que estava abandonado e, no momento, terrivelmente abandonado, isso é verdade.
~ Franz Kafka
houses which in their totality cough and shiver with fever day and night, where one has to eat meat, where ex-hangmen dislocate one's arms if one resists the injections, and where beard-stroking Jewish doctors, as callous towards Jew as Christian, look on.
~ Franz Kafka
the uh fucking spine quote from metamorphosis
~ Franz Kafka
When I really asked myself a question, I still responded, here there was still something to be wrested from me, from this heap of straw that I have been for five months and whose fate, it seems, is to be set alight in the summer and to burn away before the spectator can blink.
~ Franz Kafka
their devilish kindness, their murderous love
~ Franz Kafka
Ensimmäinen merkki kajastavasta ymmärryksestä on kuoleman kaipuu.
~ Franz Kafka
but what can be said in the face of blood?
~ Franz Kafka
Una mañana, al despertar de sus sueños intranquilos, Gregor Samsa se encontró en su cama convertido en un monstruoso bicho.
~ Franz Kafka
23 mai.Incorect s? spui despre cineva:a dus-o uÅŸor,a suferit puÅ£in;mai corect:era în aÅŸa fel alc?tuit încât nu i se putea întâmpla nimic;cel mai corect:a suferit totul,îns? totul într-o singur? clip? des?vârÅŸi?;cum ar mai fi putut s? i se întâmple ceva,când toate variaÅ£iile suferinÅ£ei i se epuizaser?,de la sine,sau din vrerea lui.
~ Franz Kafka
La avaricia, sin duda, es uno de los signos mas auténticos de la infelicidad profunda
~ Franz Kafka
No one sings as purely as those who inhabit the deepest hell – what we take to be the song of angels is their song'.
~ Franz Kafka