I cannot look him in the eye for long without there coming into my eyes against my will a slight bitterness which forces either my look or his away.
Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka: 1910-1923
I cannot look him in the eye for long without there coming into my eyes against my will a slight bitterness which forces either my look or his away.
Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka: 1910-1923