the
next village
-Franz Kafka, Translated by Willa and
Edwin Muir |
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| My grandfather used to say: "Life
is astoundingly short. To me, looking back over it, life seems
so foreshortened that I scarcely understand, for instance, how
a young man can decide to ride over to the next village without
being afraid that -- not to mention accidents -- even the span
of a normal happy life may fall far short of the time needed for
such a journey." |
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