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“No es necesario que salgas de casa. Quédate a tu mesa y escucha. Ni siquiera escuches, espera solamente. Ni siquiera esperes, quédate completamente solo y en silencio. El mundo llegará a ti para hacerse desenmascarar, no puede dejar de hacerlo, se prosternará extático a tus pies.”

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Franz Kafka
Franz Kafka

Franz Kafka (July 3, 1883 - June 3, 1924) was an important German-language novelist of the 20th century, known for his unique literary style and profound philosophical thoughts. His works, often themed around loneliness, alienation, and existentialism, have had a profound impact on literature and philosophy. more

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