I can’t believe I have succumbed to these ranking lists.
Kafka: “We are nihilistic thoughts, suicidal thoughts that come into God’s head…our world is only a bad mood of God, a bad day of his.”
Max Brod: “Then there is hope outside this manifestation of the world that we know.”
Kafka: “Oh, plenty of hope, an infinite amount of hope—but not for us.”
I think I would place his 2004 omnibus short Children Lose Nothing near the bottom of the list because I felt the time constraints did not allow anything to feel “there.”