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Quotes About Confusion

You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart; imagine my heartbeat when you are in this state.
~ Franz Kafka
What's happened to me,' he thought. It was no dream.
~ Franz Kafka
Lost among these entirely strange people.
~ Franz Kafka
and in that recurring dream, I found myself trapped in some sort of gigantic game of which I was unfamiliar with the rules; lost in a labyrinthine town of dark and damp, criss-crossing streets, ambiguous characters of uncertain authority having no idea of why I was there nor what I had to do, and where the first sign of the beginning of understanding was the wish to die.
~ Franz Kafka
Sometimes, and I don't know why, everything I want to say to you presses upon me with great intensity, like a crowd of people all trying to squeeze through a narrow door at once. And I have said nothing to you, less than nothing, for everything I have written recently has been false—not fundamentally, of course, because fundamentally everything is true—but with so much confusion and falseness on the surface that no one could be expected to see through it.
~ Franz Kafka
I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
~ Franz Kafka
16 February. Can't see my way clear. As though everything I possessed had escaped me, and as though it would hardly satisfy me if it all returned.
~ Franz Kafka
Where was the judge he'd never seen? Where was the high court he had never reached?
~ Franz Kafka
Šta je? Šta je' povikah, još snom prikovan za krevet, i ispružih ruku na gore. Potom ustadoh,još zadugo bez svesti o sadašnjosti, i imah ose?aj kao da moram da odgurnem nekoliko ljudi koji su me sputavali; ?ak i napravih odgovaraju?e pokrete rukama, i kona?no do?oh do otvorenog prozora.
~ Franz Kafka
He certainly goes into the offices, but are the offices really the castle? And even if the castle does have offices, are they the offices which Barnabas is allowed to enter?
~ Franz Kafka
Absurdo, completamente absurdo, una misma se confunde cuando juega con esos absurdos
~ Franz Kafka
My powers of reasoning are incredibly limited; to sense the development in the results, that I can do, but to ascend from the development of the results or step by step to reconstruction it from the results, that is not given to me. It is though as I were falling down upon these things, and caught sight of them only in the confusion of my fall.
~ Franz Kafka
Die Erklärung wird mir auch deshalb schwer werden, weil ich hier alles in sovielen Tagen und Nächten durchdacht und durchgraben habe, daß selbst mich jetzt der Anblick schon verwirrt.
~ Franz Kafka
I am free, that is why I am lost.
~ Franz Kafka
I just read, the letter, your essays, again ad again, convinced that such pros does not exist merely for its own sake, but serves as a signpost on the road to a human being, a road one keeps following, happier and happier, until arriving at the realization some bright moment that one is not progressing simply running around inside one's own labyrinth, only more nervously, more confused than before.
~ Franz Kafka
I stand on the end platform of the tram and am completely unsure of my footing in this world, in this town, in my family.
~ Franz Kafka
One hears a great many things, true, but can gather nothing definite.
~ Franz Kafka
Ya?am?m?z diyorum, nas?l olsa bulan?k bir su... Ne demeye onu daha da buland?rmal??
~ Franz Kafka
I am free and that's why I am lost
~ Franz Kafka
La salvación de la patria sólo depende de nosotros, artesanos y comerciantes; pero no estamos preparados para semejante empresa; tampoco nos hemos jactado nunca de ser capaces de cumplirla. Hay cierta confusión, y esa confusión será nuestra ruina.  
~ Franz Kafka
Sei insieme la quiete e la confusione del mio cuore.
~ Franz Kafka
Gregor wanted to drag himself away, as if he could remove the surprising, the incredible pain by changing his position; but he felt as if nailed to the spot and spread himself out, all his senses in confusion. The last thing he saw was the door
~ Franz Kafka
I just read, the letter, your essays, again and again, convinced that such prose does not exist merely for its own sake, but serves as a signpost on the road to a human being, a road one keeps following, happier and happier, until arriving at the realisation some bright moment that one is not progressing, simply running around inside one's own labyrinth, only more nervously, more confused than before.
~ Franz Kafka
correct understanding of a matter and misunderstanding the matter are not mutually exclusive.
~ Franz Kafka