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“We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come.”
― Milan Kundera

“Once the writer in every individual comes to life (and that time is not far off), we are in for an age of universal deafness and lack of understanding.”
― Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

“I understand you, and I shall not attempt to make you change your mind. I am too old to want to improve the world. I have told you what I think, and that is all. I shall remain your friend even if you act contrary to my convictions, and I shall help you even if I disagree with you.”
― Milan Kundera

“Noise has one advantage. It drowns out words. And suddenly he realized that all his life he had done nothing but talk, write, lecture, concoct sentences, search for formulations and amend them, so in the end no words were precise, their meanings were obliterated, their content lost, they turned into trash, chaff dust, sand; prowling through his brain, tearing at his head. they were his insomnia, his illness. And what he yearned for at that moment, vaguely, but with all his might, was unbounded music, absolute sound, a pleasant and happy all-encompassing, over-poering, window-rattling din to engulf, once and for all, the pain, the futility, the vanity of words. Music was the negation of sentences, music was the anti-word!”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Darling, my darling, don't think that I don't love you or that I didn't love you, but it's precisely because I love you that I couldn't have become what I am today if you were still here. It's impossible to have a child and despise the world as it is, because that's the world we've put the child into. The child makes us care about the world, think about it's future, willingly join in its racket and its turmoils, take its incurable stupidity seriously.”
― Milan Kundera, Identity

“Because I'm happy that you exist at all, Elisabeth. Perhaps I love you. Perhaps I love you very much. But probably just for this reason it would be better if we remain as we are. I think a man and a woman love each other all the more when they don't live together and when they know about each other only that they exist, and when they are grateful to each other for the fact that they exist and that they know they exist. And that alone is enough for their happiness.”
― Milan Kundera, Laughable Loves

“He thought: that's certainly how it starts. One day a person puts his legs up on a bench, then night comes and he falls asleep. That's how it happens that one fine day a person joins the tramps and turns into one of them.”
― Milan Kundera, Identity

“I'd never recited poetry to anyone before; I've never done it since. I have a highly sensitive, built-in fuse mechanism that keeps me from opening up too far, from revealing my feelings, and reciting poetry makes me feel as though I'm talking about my feelings and standing on one leg at the same time.”
― Milan Kundera, The Joke

“My dear
colleagues, as you know, the greatest misfortune for a man is a happy marriage; he hasn't the
slightest hope of a divorce.”
― Milan Kundera, Laughable Loves

“You must admit: it's not easy to live with people willing to send you to exile or death, it's not easy to become intimate with them, its not easy to love them.”
― Milan Kundera, The Joke

“D眉艧眉ncenin yakla艧谋kl谋臒谋 ile ger莽e臒in kesinli臒i aras谋nda d眉艧lenemez olan谋n yaratt谋臒谋 k眉莽眉k bir bo艧luk vard谋 ve onun bir t眉rl眉 pe艧ini b谋rakmayan da bu bo艧luktu.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“A value debased and an illusion unmasked have the same pitiful shell.”
― Milan Kundera, The Joke

“In the face of the threats of a total weightlessness, an unbearable lightness of being, a universal promiscuity and a linearity of processes liable to plunge us into the void, the sudden whirlpools that we dub catastrophes are really the thing that saves us from catastrophe. Anomalies and aberrations of this kind re-create zones of gravity and density that counter dispersion. It may be hazarded that this is how our societies secrete their own peculiar version of an accursed share, much after the fashion of those tribal peoples who used to dispose of their surplus population by means of an oceanic suicide: the homeopathic suicide of a few serving to maintain the homeostatic balance of the group.
So the actual catastrophe may turn out to be a carefully modulated strategy of our species - or, more precisely, our viruses, our extreme phenomena, which are most definitively real, albeit localized, may be what allow us to preserve the energy of that virtual catastrophe which is the motor of all our processes, whether economic or political, artistic or historical.”
― Jean Baudrillard, The Transparency of Evil: Essays in Extreme Phenomena

“Cuando las pruebas se hicieron demasiado evidentes, procur贸 demostrar que su poligamia no era en absoluto contradictoria con su amor por ella.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

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― Kundera Milan

“La vertigine 猫 la voce del vuoto sotto di noi che ci attira, che ci alletta, 猫 il desiderio di cadere, dal quale ci difendiamo con paura.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“La vertigine potremmo anche chiamarla ebbrezza della debolezza. Ci si rende conto della propria debolezza, si vuole essere ancora pi霉 deboli, si vuole cadere in mezzo alla strada, davanti a tutti, si vuole stare in basso, ancora pi霉 in basso.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“E pensa al tempo in cui viveva Johann Sebastian Bach e la musica assomigliava a una rosa fiorita sulla sconfinata landa nevosa del silenzio.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Forse se fossero rimasti insieme ancora per qualche tempo, avrebbero cominciato a capire poco a poco le parole che dicevano. I loro vocaboli si sarebbero pudicamente e lentamente avvicinati l'uno all'altro come amanti molto timidi, e la musica dell'uno avrebbe cominciato a intrecciarsi con la musica dell'altro.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“The reason she refused to get down on all fours was that in that position their bodies did not touch at all and he could observe her from a distance of several feet. She hated that distance. She wanted to merge with him.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“A person who longs to leave the place where he lives is an unhappy person. That is why Tomas accepted Tereza鈥檚 wish to emigrate as the culprit accepts his sentence, and one day he and Tereza and Karenin found themselves in the largest city in Switzerland.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“He went to a restaurant for lunch. He was depressed, but as he ate, his original desperation waned, lost its strength, and soon all that was left was melancholy. Looking back on the years he had spent with her, he came to feel that their story could have had no better ending. If someone had invented the story, this is how he would have had to end it.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“In Tereza鈥檚 eyes, books were the emblems of a secret brotherhood. For she had but a single weapon against the world of crudity surrounding her: the books she took out of the municipal library, and above all, the novels.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“And so the man who called to her was simultaneously a stranger and a member of the secret brotherhood. He called to her in a kind voice, and Tereza felt her soul rushing up to the surface through her blood vessels and pores to show itself to him.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Opposite the hotel was a barren little park, as wretched as only the park of a dirty little town can be, but for Tereza it had always been an island of beauty: it had grass, four poplars, benches, a weeping willow, and a few forsythia bushes.

He was sitting on a yellow bench that afforded a clear view of the restaurant entrance. The very same bench she had sat on the day before with a book in her lap! She knew then (the birds of fortuity had begun alighting on her shoulders) that this stranger was her fate. He called out to her, invited her to sit next to him. (The crew of her soul rushed up to the deck of her body.)”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Co-incidence鈥� means that two events unexpectedly happen at the same time, they meet: Tomas appears in the hotel restaurant at the same time the radio is playing Beethoven. We do not even notice the great majority of such coincidences. If the seat Tomas occupied had been occupied instead by the local butcher, Tereza never would have noticed that the radio was playing Beethoven (though the meeting of Beethoven and the butcher would also have been an interesting coincidence). But her nascent love inflamed her sense of beauty, and she would never forget that music. Whenever she heard it, she would be touched. Everything going on around her at that moment would be haloed by the music and take on its beauty.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Her first thought was that he had come back because of her; because of her, he had changed his destiny. Now he would no longer be responsible for her; now she was responsible for him.

The responsibility, she felt, seemed to require more strength than she could muster.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Being a woman is a fate Sabina did not choose. What we have not chosen we cannot consider either our merit or our failure. Sabina believed that she had to assume the correct attitude to her unchosen fate. To rebel against being born a woman seemed as foolish to her as to take pride in it.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“During one of their first times together, Franz announced to her, in an oddly emphatic way, 鈥淪abina, you are a woman.鈥� She could not understand why he accentuated the obvious with the solemnity of a Columbus who has just sighted land. Not until later did she understand that the word 鈥渨oman,鈥� on which he had placed such uncommon emphasis, did not, in his eyes, signify one of the two human sexes; it represented a value. Not every woman was worthy of being called a woman.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Leaning on her elbow, she looked up at him with a smile that said she had known he would come.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being