“Our winters are very long here, very long and very monotonous. But we don't complain about it downstairs, we're shielded against the winter. Oh, spring does come eventually, and summer, and they last for a while, but now, looking back, spring and summer seem too short, as if they were not much more than a couple of days, and even on those days, no matter how lovely the day, it still snows occasionally.”
by Franz Kafka (1883 – 1924)
[previous posts on this blog]
A timely quote from Kafka, since the theme for this week
seems to be the freezing temperatures and snowy weather,
with so many bright green leaves still clinging to the
branches, barely ready for autumn yet -- let alone winter!
take a look at my current posts:
Finding Kafka in Prague
@The Fortnightly Kitti Carriker
A literary blog of connection & coincidence;
custom & ceremony
&
Books That Affect Us Like a Disaster
@Kitti's Book List
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