by Franz Kafka      No-one dared to remove the apple lodged in Gregor’s flesh, so it remained there as a visible reminder of his injury. He ...

by Franz Kafka      It was not until it was getting dark that evening that Gregor awoke from his deep and coma-like sleep. He would have wok...

by Franz Kafka        One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible verm...