Anything that has real and lasting value is always a gift from within.
The metaphysical urge is only the urge toward death.
Franz Kafka (The Diaries of Franz Kafka, 1912)
Life's splendor forever lies in wait about each one of us in all its fullness, but veiled from view, deep down, invisible, far off. It is there, though, not hostile, not reluctant, not deaf. If you summon it by the right word, by its right name, it will come.
Franz Kafka (The Diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910 - 1923)