We are as forlorn as children lost in the woods. VVhen you stand in front of me and look at me,
what do you know of the griefs that are in me and what do I know of yours. And if I were to cast
myself down before you and weep and tell you, what more would you know about me than you
know about Hell when someone tells you it is hot and dreadful? For that reason alone we human
beings ought to stand before one another as reverently, as reflectively, as lovingly, as we would
before the entrance to Hell. '
Franz Kafka
Letter to Oskar Pollak, November 8, 1903
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