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"I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn’t wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading it for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy we could, if need be, write ourselves. But we need books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us. That is what I believe."
Kafka, Franz. Letter to Oskar Pollak, January 27, 1904. Published in Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors. Edited by Max Brod.
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