Extract From Kafka’s “Letters to Milena”

You must also consider, Milena, the kind of person who comes to you, the 38-year journey lying behind me (and since I’m a Jew an even much longer one), and if at an apparently accidental turning of the road I see you, whom I’ve never expected to see and least of all so late, then, Milena, I cannot shout, not does anything shout within me, nor do I say a thousand foolish things, they are not in me (I’m omitting the other foolishness of which I have more than enough), and the fact that I’m kneeling I discover perhaps only through seeing your feet quite close before my eyes, and by caressing them.

4 thoughts on “Extract From Kafka’s “Letters to Milena””

  1. What I find most interesting about this post is that nobody, and especially not the liking bloggers, has noticed that there is something wrong at the end of the quote. I’ll give you a hint: it has something to do with the face and the caressing them.

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