Faith, like a guillotine. As heavy, as light. - Franz Kafka

I was ashamed of myself when I realised life was a costume party and I attended with my real face

There's no quiet place here on earth for our love, not in the village and not anywhere else, so I picture a grave, deep and narrow, in which we embrace as if clamped together, I bury my face against you, you yours against me, and no one will ever see us.

One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in his bed he had been changed into a monstrous bug…