Franz Kafka - The CastleThe words that can be said about this book are merely tentative asides. A person must glean for himself line by line how the ominous severity of the final verdict emerges from an often lovely coexistence of irony and reverence. With this book he has now fully emerged into the domain of great, timelessly prophetic art, of a Dante, a Hlderlin. That which remained denied to a faltering, stammering generation, and that for which it ecstatically bled