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Happy Birthday Franz Kafka, from The Wit Of The Staircase.

"We are as forlorn as children lost in the wood. When you stand in front of me an look at me, what do you know of the grief that is in me and what do I know of yours? And if I were to cast myself down before you and tell you, what more would you know about me that you know about Hell when someone tells you it is hot and dreadful? For that reason alone we human beings ought to stand before one another as reverently, as reflectively, as lovingly, as we would before the entrance to Hell."

--Franz Kafka

This post boldly stolen in hopes that more may find themselves entranced with the Wit of the Staircase.

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