Thursday, February 16, 2012

a grave, deep and narrow

Thursday, February 16, 2012

…I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without interruption, endlessly, even though I feel that here in this world there’s no undisturbed place for our love, neither in the village nor anywhere else; and I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.  

~ Franz Kakfa, The Castle, 1926

3 comments:

Paul Pineda said...

pakiramdam ko sonnet xvii ang binabasa ko. :-)

Loree said...

oh how beautiful!

A said...

Beautiful.

 
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