Thursday 22 January 2009

the knife





Auch ist es vielleicht nicht eigentlich Liebe wenn ich sage, daß Du mir das Liebste bist; Liebe ist, daß Du mir das Messer bist, mit dem ich in mir wühle.


Kafka an Milena



Nor is it perhaps really love when I say that for me you are the most beloved; love is to me that you are the knife which I turn within myself.

12 comments:

  1. Yes. And this turning of the knife in one's own flesh makes one speak to the beloved with a cruelty that is almost unbelievable when remembered, later in the day....

    And there is regret, which heats the blade to turn again....

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  2. excelenta !
    imi place tare mult !

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  3. yes, james, this is also true. but he says that SHE is that knife he turns in himself, I believe this changes the perspective a little.

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  4. multumesc, bogdan, ma bucur :-)

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  5. frumos portre, frumos chip, fumosi ochi.
    place-mi cum si-au impartit culorile intre ele cadrul. a luat fiecare cate o jumatate.
    foarte fain scumpa doamna.


    doar de bine!

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  6. scump domn, ma rasfatati :-P

    dar asa cred si eu, ca e foarte frumoasa, si are o privire ucigatoare aici, si misterioasa, cumva.

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  7. Great photo, beautiful words. J'ai oublié de te féliciter pour ton prix! C'est tellement mérité, je suis heureuse pour toi.

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  8. Hi Roxana

    with this picture, you have reached a sublime height. i am aware that praise is superfluous now, you are beyond it. i think i know this woman and this pose!
    and this knife......

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  9. belle source, je te remercie de tout coeur...

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  10. kubla, not at all, I want to hear about what you love and especially why...

    could it be that we all know this face and this pose and this knife?

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  11. ah... schoener Zitat... schoenes Bild.. voller Emotzionen.

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  12. ich danke dir, christian :-)

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