From Kafka's "Letters to Felice"


Because I for my part would never leave you, not even if it were my lot -- worse things could happen to me -- to have with you an inner relationship that corresponded to an outer circumstance such as having nothing to do but wait forever outside the side entrance to your house, while you passed in and out through the front door.

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