Some deny the existence of misery by pointing to the sun; he denies the existence of the sun by pointing to misery.
Franz KafkaRead
I want in fact more of you. In my mind I am dressing you with light; I am wrapping you up in blankets of complete acceptance and then I give myself to you. I long for you; I who usually long without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy, really, utterly long for every bit of you.
Interpretation
The speaker expresses a deep longing for someone, emphasizing complete acceptance and devotion.
In this quote, Kafka articulates an intense emotional desire for a deep connection with another person. He conveys a sense of transformation, as he imagines surrounding the person with light and warmth, signifying acceptance and affection. The speaker contrasts this longing with their usual indifference, highlighting the depth of their feelings and the significance of the individual they desire.
In practice
This quote can be used in a romantic speech to express deep affection.
Some deny the existence of misery by pointing to the sun; he denies the existence of the sun by pointing to misery.
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