Three by Kafka
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"Alas", said the mouse, "the whole world is growing smaller every day. At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I am running into."
"You only need to change your direction," said the cat, and ate it up.
1. PDF warning: http://www.vanderbilt.edu/olli/class-materials/Franz_Kafka.p...
see yesterday's thread on the parodox of idleness: https://news.ycombinator.com/item?id=12534067
Really beautiful prose too - feels like you can't change anything without making it worse.
I remember visiting his grave in Prague years ago and ahead of me, already at the grave, was an older woman with plastic shopping bags draping heavily from each hand, her head bowed deeply and silently as she stared at the grave. I stopped and waited. Five minutes later, she lifted her head slightly and turned and went on her way with her heavy shopping.
Shouldn't that be "principal"?