I'd like to introduce my humble self within the following few lines. Franz Kafka was born and raised in Prague. On this earth for 40 years, passed in 1924. I have burnt most of my work. I instructed my friend to destroy my unfinished works, including 'The Trial' and 'The Castle', but my friend ignored these instructions, and had my work published. Because of this, I have reached fame after my death, lucky me. - “A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.” - “Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. - “I am a cage, in search of a bird.” - “Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one's own self.” Notable work - The Metamorphosis - The Trial - The Judgment - The Castle - Contemplation - A Hunger Artist - Letters to Felice

The East has always fascinated me. The way to the self deep within, beyond the sorrow of the world, to write from that deep absorption free of one's human self, is liberation. When art, artist, and reader see the same words from the same eyes. - “Wisdom cannot be imparted. Wisdom that a wise man attempts to impart always sounds like foolishness to someone else ... Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, live it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it.” - “When someone seeks," ..., "then it easily happens that his eyes see only the thing that he seeks, and he is able to find nothing, to take in nothing because he always thinks only about the thing he is seeking because he has one goal because he is obsessed with his goal. Seeking means: having a goal. But finding means: being free, being open, having no goal.” - “We must become so alone, so utterly alone, that we withdraw into our innermost self. It is a way of bitter suffering. But then our solitude is overcome, we are no longer alone, for we find that our innermost self is the spirit, that it is God, the indivisible. And suddenly we find ourselves in the midst of the world, yet undisturbed by its multiplicity, for our innermost soul we know ourselves to be one with all being.” Notable worksThe Glass Bead Game (1943) Siddhartha) (1922) Steppenwolf) (1927) Narcissus and Goldmund (1930) Demian (1919)