However old I get--and I am perhaps like most people in this--it is always a special treat when parents or our favorites appreciate us and any small thing we might have done.
Anyway, in that post, I quote one of Franz Kafka's short stories, The Next Village:
My grandfather used to say: "Life is astonishingly short. Now, in my memory, it is so compressed that I can hardly understand, for example, how a young person can decide to ride to the next village without being afraid that--apart from accidents--even the time allotted to a normal, happy life is far too short for such a journey."If only I could write like that!
Google's home page reminded me about Kafka with this image there to honor his birthday:
Between Kafka and George Orwell, we have enough and more descriptions of society to make us sit up and think. And worry.
I even quoted Kafka in my recent annual work report; I will soon find out how well that was received by the powers-that-be ;)
A couple of years ago, the daughter bought me from Prague a book--a collection of some of Kafka's stories--that also included a brief description of his life, along with a few photos too. And a coaster with Kafka's portrait. One of the best gifts ever.
They just don't make intellectuals like them anymore!