“Are there people in Paris who consist only of sumptuous dresses, and are there houses that are only portals, and is it true that on summer days the sky over the city is a fleeting blue embellished only by little white clouds glued onto it, all in the shape of hearts?”

—Franz Kafka, Description of a Struggle, translated by Tania and James Stern. From Franz Kafka; The Complete Stories, 1971.