Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1912, featured in Letters To Felice

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Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1912, featured in Letters To Felice
Letters to Felice, Franz Kafka (translated by James Stern and Elisabeth Duckworth)
Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice, Nov. 22, 1912
- Letter to Felice, from January 26 to 27, 1913
Franz Kafka, carta a Felice Bauer con fecha del 11 a 12 de febrero, 1913, compilada en Cartas a Felice. Correspondencia de la época del noviazgo (1912-1917). Traducción de Pablo Sorozábal.
happy heavenly birthday to franz kafka! 141 years ago, on the 3rd of july 1883, he was born in prague. 🎻
to commemorate him, i uploaded and translated my 2023 kafka-powerpoint of 90 minutes length, which i held in my german-class...i removed the tasks for the students and of course the phenomenal transitions aren't seen in a pdf, but the rest was kept the same.
so here you go:
🪳 english version
🪳 german version
Dear Fräulein Bauer,
What a thoroughly sleepless night that was; only toward the end, during the last two hours, one manages to twist oneself into an enforced, premeditated sleep in which dreams are not real dreams and sleep even less like real sleep.
They do not consist of an inability to write what I want to say, which are but the simplest things, but there are so many of them that I cannot accommodate them in either time or space.
...On the other hand, what good does it do me to learn about your visits to the theater if I don’t know everything that happened before and after, if I don’t know what you wore, which day of the week it was, what the weather was like, whether you dined before or after, where you sat, in what kind of mood you were and why, and so on, as far as thought can reach. Of course it is impossible to tell me everything, but then everything is impossible.
— Letters to Felice, Franz Kafka
:: want to hear one of my favourite pieces of trivia? In Kafka’s 200th letter to Felice Bauer he asked, ‘Can you actually read my handwriting?’