Oops, forgot the goodnight story:
Therefore, the best advice remains to accept everything, to act like a heavy mass even if you feel you are being blown away, to let no unnecessary step to be enticed from you, to regard others with the gaze of an animal, to feel no remorse, in short, to force down any remnants of this ghostly life, that is, to multiply the final quiet of the grave and to let nothing but this remain.
A characteristic motion in such a state is running your little finger over your eyebrows.
From Decisions by Franz Kafka (found in the little 1913 volume entitled Betrachtung - translated by Kevin Blahut as Contemplation, 1996 - Twisted Spoon Press, Prague)













