
“There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.”
Source: The Ballad of the Sad Café and Other Stories
One Way of Living, alluding to his play Marriage is no Joke 1939
“There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.”
Source: The Ballad of the Sad Café and Other Stories
“When I wake up, my pillow’s cold and damp with tears. But tears for what? I have no idea.”
Source: Kafka on the Shore
To Leon Goldensohn (12 March 1946). Quoted in "The Nuremberg Interviews" - by Leon Goldensohn, Robert Gellately - History - 2004
Variant: Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. Your really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.
“The wind blowing through my ripped clothes was so cold that I felt like a Percysicle.”
Source: The Titan's Curse
Dubliners (1914)
Variant: His soul swooned softly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
Source: "The Dead"
Context: Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
“I sat drinking and did not notice the dusk,
Till falling petals filled the folds of my dress.”
"Self-Abandonment" ( 自遣 http://www.chinese-poems.com/lb14t.html), as translated by Arthur Waley (1919)