I just heard the news of Milan Kundera's death. Lover of music, writer, philosopher. He gave us so much. What more can be said? Let his words speak for themselves. He'll be missed.
"Beauty in art; the suddenly kindled light of the never-before-said. This light that radiates from the great novels time can never dim, for human existence is perpetually being forgotten by man, and thus the novelists' discoveries, however old they may be, will never cease to astonish us."
(from Milan Kundera's The Art of the Novel)