Daria Valora

“But sleep? On a night like this? What an idea! Just think of how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.”
― Franz Kafka

“I long for you; I who usually longs without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy, really, utterly long for every bit of you.”
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

“Written kisses never arrive at their destination; the ghosts drink them up along the way.”
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

“I have no literary interests; I am made of literature. I am nothing else and cannot be anything else.”
― Franz Kafka