Why am I a human being, with all the torments this extremely vague and horribly responsible condition entails? Why am I not, for example, the happy wardrobe in your room, which has you in full view whenever you’re sitting in your chair or at your desk or when you’re lying down or sleeping? Why am I not that?
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via kafkaesque-world)
Ali Michael in Jalouse April 2014 by So Me