Gregor's gaze then shifted to the window, and the dreary weather--raindrops could be heard beating against the metal ledge of the window--made him quite melancholy. "What if I went back to sleep for a while and forgot all this foolishness," he thought.and, later,
"This getting up so early," he thought, "makes you totally stupid."- Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis
In less than ten pages (and not even just because of how frequently I feel Gregor's pain), I'm already wildly in love with these stories.
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