A Typeface by Olivier Gourvat
A Typeface by Olivier Gourvat
A Typeface by Olivier Gourvat
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18 PT
14 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly
domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able
to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully
thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he
12 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself
transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he
lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches
into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off
any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved
about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream.
His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four
10 PT 8 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams,
troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he
his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour- could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and
see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully
arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about
helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought.
able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a
moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A
18 PT
14 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly
domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to
cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin
compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
12 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself
transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he
lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches
into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off
any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved
about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream.
His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four
10 PT 8 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams,
troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he
his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour- could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and
see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully
arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about
helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought.
able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a
moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A
18 PT
14 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly
domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able
to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully
thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he
12 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself
transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he
lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches
into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off
any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved
about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream.
His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four
10 PT 8 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams,
troubled dreams, he found himself transformed he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he
in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches
armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and
he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully
divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about
helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought.
was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a
slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A
18 PT
14 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly
domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to
cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin
compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
12 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself
transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted
his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff
sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.
His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly
as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper
human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A
10 PT 8 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams,
troubled dreams, he found himself transformed he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little
in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by
armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover
he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs,
divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved
about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he
was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room
slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four
18 PT
14 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly
domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to
cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin
compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
12 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed
in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a
little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.
The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many
legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he
looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human
room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of
10 PT 8 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams,
troubled dreams, he found himself transformed he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little
in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by
armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover
he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs,
divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved
about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he
was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room
slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four
18 PT
14 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly
domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to
cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin
compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
12 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself
transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted
his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff
sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.
His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly
as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper
human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A
10 PT 8 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams,
troubled dreams, he found himself transformed he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little
in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by
armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover
he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs,
divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved
about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he
was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room
slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four
18 PT
14 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly
domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to
cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin
compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
12 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself
transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted
his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into
stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any
moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about
helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room,
a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar
10 PT 8 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams,
troubled dreams, he found himself transformed he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little
in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by
armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to
he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many
divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him,
waved about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to
was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human
slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its
18 PT
14 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly
domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able
to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully
thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he
12 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself
transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he
lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches
into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off
any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved
about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream.
His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four
10 PT 8 PT
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams,
troubled dreams, he found himself transformed he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little
in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by
armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to
he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many
divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him,
waved about helplessly as he looked. «What’s happened to
was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to me?» he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human
slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found
himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-
like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly,
slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was
hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many
legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about
Damit Ihr indess erkennt, woher dieser ganze Irrthum gekommen ist, und
weshalb man die Lust anklagt und den Schmerz lobet, so will ich Euch
Alles eröffnen und auseinander setzen, was jener Begründer der Wahrheit
und gleichsam Baumeister des glücklichen Lebens selbst darüber gesagt
hat. Niemand, sagt er, verschmähe, oder hasse, oder fliehe die Lust als
solche, sondern weil grosse Schmerzen ihr folgen, wenn man nicht mit
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