How can one take delight in the world unless one flees to it for refuge?


Shorter works [of] Franz Kafka (ed. Harvill Secker, 1973)


How can one take delight in the world unless one flees to it for refuge?

How can one take delight in the world unless one flees to it for refuge?

How can one take delight in the world unless one flees to it for refuge?

How can one take delight in the world unless one flees to it for refuge?