If a man has his eyes bound, you can encourage him as much as you like to stare through the bandage, but he'll never see anything. - Franz Kafka

"the blend of absurd, surreal and mundane which gave rise to the adjective "kafkaesque

He thought back on his family with deep emotion and love. His conviction that he would have to disappear was, if possible, even firmer than his sister's. He remained in this state of empty and peaceful reflection until the tower clock struck three in the morning. He still saw that outside the window everything was beginning to grow light. Then, without his consent, his head sank down to the floor, and from his nostrils streamed his last weak breath.

the poisonous world flows into my mouth like water into that of a drowning man