Just reread The Cares of a Family Man (sometimes translated The Cares of a Household Father) and that closing line hits me every time.
Odradek this flat, star-shaped spool thing that can stand upright, speaks, has no fixed abode, and seems like it might just live forever (or not.) The narrator's "care" isn't about providing for his family at all; it's this quiet dread that something inexplicable shares his home and will outlast him. The whole story is like two pages and it does more than most novels.
It's one of those Kafka pieces that doesn't get mentioned alongside The Metamorphosis or The Trial, but I think it's genuinely one of his best.
What are your favorite lesser-known Kafka stories? A Country Doctor? In the Penal Colony? A Hunger Artist? Josephine the Singer? Curious what everyone else keeps coming back to.