Showing posts with label The Blue Octavo Notebooks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Blue Octavo Notebooks. Show all posts
Thursday, May 1, 2014
THE DOOR IN THE WALL
The cruelty of death lies in the fact that it brings the real sorrow of the end, but not the end.
The greatest cruelty of death: an apparent end causes a real sorrow.
The lamentation around the deathbed is actually a lamentation over the fact that here no dying in the true sense has taken place. We must still content ourselves with this sort of dying, we are still playing the game.
Franz Kafka: The Blue Octavo Notebooks (The Fourth Notebook).
Photographs: Alvin Langdon Coburn. 1. Kensington Gardens, 1909; 2. On The Embankment, 1909; 3. The Door In The Wall, 1911; 4. The White Cloud, 1911.
Joe South: Games People Play (Link)
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
I RODE IN
I rode in through the South gate. Built directly on to the gate is a large hostelry; there I meant to spend the night. I led my mule into the stables, which were already almost overcrowded with mounts, but still I did find a safe corner. Then I went upstairs into one of the loggias, spread out my blanket and lay down to sleep.
Franz Kafka, The Blue Octavo Notebooks, The Fifth Notebook
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