Book//mark – Letters to Milena | Franz Kafka, 1920-1923
Letters to Milena | Franz Kafka
“I like holding your hand in my own, I like looking in your eyes.”
“Anyone who cares about you has to realize that you need a little looking after, nothing else really matters.”
“I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.”
“I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.”
“Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another.
I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.”
“You are the knife I turn inside myself, this is love. This, my dear, is love.”
“I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.”
“Most of all, I’d like to have all the time there is just for you, for thinking about you, for breathing in you.”
“I have this vision: That I would finally come and find you. Scattered pieces of distance would not stand in my way.
Not needing words; the barest of glimpses would suffice for you and me. ”
“I can’t hold enough of you in my hands.”
“Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.”
“Yours
(now I’m even losing my name – it was getting shorter and shorter
all the time and is now: Yours)”
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena, 1920-1923
