Orts #895

My scribbling … is nothing more than my own materialization of horror. It shouldn’t be printed at all. It should be burnt.

I am made of literature, and cannot be anything else.

If one can give no help one should remain silent.

     -- all, Franz Kafka
https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2018/09/franz-kafka-archives/565763/



It turned out as something wonderful. The kind of thing that brings a smile to your lips at the hour of death. I will say no more.
     -- Jean Sibelius, in a letter (1909) to his wife Aino, about his string quartet Voces Intimae
                          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TyyszRlULEQ

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