“Before he dies, all his experiences in these long years gather themselves in his head to one point, a ques-tion he has not yet asked the doorkeeper. He waves him nearer, since he can no longer raise his stiffening body. The doorkeeper has to bend low towards him, for the difference in height between them has altered much to the mans disadvantage. What do you want to know now? asks the doorkeeper; you are insati-able. Everyone strives to reach the Law, says the man, so how does it happen that for all these many years no one but myself has ever begged for admit-tance? The doorkeeper recognizes that the man has reached his end, and to let his failing senses catch the words roars in his ear: No one else could ever be admitted here, since this gate was made only for you. I am now going to shut it.” ― Franz Kafka, The Trial
Posted on: Sat, 12 Apr 2014 09:00:01 +0000
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