Letter Six – Kafka Aphorisms

Dear Reader:

This is now your holy book.

Let us pray:

"The animal twists the whip out of its master's grip and whips itself to become its own master—not knowing that this is only a fantasy, produced by a new knot in the master's whiplash."

"The joys of this life are not its joys, but our fear of climbing into a higher life; the torments of this life are not its torments, but our self-torment on account of this fear."

"Two tasks of the beginning of life: to keep reducing your circle, and to keep making sure you're not hiding somewhere outside it."

"It isn't necessary that you leave home. Sit at your desk and listen. Don't even listen, just wait. Don't wait, be still and alone. The whole world will offer itself to you to be unmasked, it can do no other, it will writhe before you in ecstasy."

Yours,

N.