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  • #1
    Milan Kundera
    “The stupidity of people comes from having an answer for everything. The wisdom of the novel comes from having a question for everything. When Don Quixote went out into the world, that world turned into a mystery before his eyes. That is the legacy of the first European novel to the entire subsequent history of the novel. The novelist teaches the reader to comprehend the world as a question. There is wisdom and tolerance in that attitude. In a world built on sacrosanct certainties the novel is dead. The totalitarian world, whether founded on Marx, Islam, or anything else, is a world of answers rather than questions. There, the novel has no place.”
    Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

  • #2
    Albert Camus
    “The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.”
    Albert Camus

  • #3
    Haruki Murakami
    “And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #4
    Albert Camus
    “You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.”
    Albert Camus

  • #5
    Albert Camus
    “Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow
    Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead
    Walk beside me… just be my friend”
    Albert Camus

  • #6
    Albert Camus
    “But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.”
    Albert Camus

  • #7
    Albert Camus
    “Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.”
    Albert Camus

  • #8
    Albert Camus
    “Real generosity towards the future lies in giving all to the present.”
    Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1942

  • #9
    Albert Camus
    “I do not believe in God and I am not an atheist.”
    Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959

  • #10
    Albert Camus
    “I know that man is capable of great deeds. But if he isn't capable of great emotion, well, he leaves me cold.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague

  • #11
    Albert Camus
    “Happiness and the absurd are two sons of the same earth. They are inseparable.”
    Albert Camus

  • #12
    Albert Camus
    “If there were a party of those who aren't sure they're right, I'd belong to it.
    (as quoted by Tony Judt)
    Albert Camus

  • #13
    Albert Camus
    “Mostly, I could tell, I made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't understand me, and he was sort of holding it against me. I felt the urge to reassure him that I was like everybody else, just like everybody else. But really there wasn't much point, and I gave up the idea out of laziness.”
    Albert Camus, L'Étranger

  • #14
    We accept the love we think we deserve.
    “We accept the love we think we deserve.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #15
    Stephen Chbosky
    “I would die for you. But I won't live for you.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #16
    Milan Kundera
    “When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #17
    Milan Kundera
    “But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong enough to leave.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #18
    Milan Kundera
    “for there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #19
    Milan Kundera
    “The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful ... Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #20
    Milan Kundera
    “I want you to be weak. As weak as I am.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
    tags: love

  • #21
    Milan Kundera
    “The goals we pursue are always veiled. A girl who longs for marriage longs for something she knows nothing about. The boy who hankers after fame has no idea what fame is. The thing that gives our every move its meaning is always totally unknown to us.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #22
    Milan Kundera
    “Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short. Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something (love) from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
    tags: love

  • #23
    Milan Kundera
    “When we want to give expression to a dramatic situation in our lives, we tend to use metaphors of heaviness. We say that something has become a great burden to us. We either bear the burden or fail and go down with it, we struggle with it, win or lose. And Sabina - what had come over her? Nothing. She had left a man because she felt like leaving him. Had he persecuted her? Had he tried to take revenge on her? No. Her drama was a drama not of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden, but the unbearable lightness of being.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #24
    Milan Kundera
    “But isn't it true that an author can write only about himself?”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #25
    Milan Kundera
    “Everything that occurs out of necessity, everything expected, repeated day in and day out is mute. Only chance can speak to us. We read its message much as gypsies read the images made by coffee grounds at the bottom of the cup.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #26
    Milan Kundera
    “Love does not make itself felt in the desire for copulation (a desire that extends to an infinite number of women) but in the desire for shared sleep (a desire limited to one woman).”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #27
    Milan Kundera
    “it is wrong to chide the novel for being fascinated by mysterious coincidences... but it is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. For he thereby deprives his life a dimension of beauty.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #28
    Milan Kundera
    “What is unique about the "I" hides itself exactly in what is unimaginable about a person. All we are able to imagine is what makes everyone like everyone else, what people have in common. The individual "I" is what differs from the common stock, that is, what cannot be guessed at or calculated, what must be unveiled, uncovered, conquered.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #29
    Milan Kundera
    “They [human lives] are composed like music. Guided by his sense of beauty, an individual transforms a fortuitous occurrence (Beethoven’s music, death under a train) into a motif, which then assumes a permanent place in the composition of the individual’s life. Anna could have chosen another way to take her life. But the motif of death and the railway station, unforgettably bound to the birth of love, enticed her in her hour of despair with its dark beauty. Without realizing it, the individual composes his life according to the laws of beauty even in times of greatest distress.
    It is wrong, then, to chide the novel for being fascinated by mysterious coincidences (like the meeting of Anna, Vronsky, the railway station, and death or the meeting of Beethoven, Tomas, Tereza, and the cognac), but it is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. For he thereby deprives his life a dimension of beauty.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #30
    Milan Kundera
    “All this time he was sitting up in bed and looking at the woman who was lying beside him and holding his hand in her sleep. He felt an ineffable love for her. Her sleep must have been very light at the moment because she opened her eyes and gazed up at him questioningly.

    “What are you looking at?” she asked.

    He knew that instead of waking her he should lull her back to sleep, so he tried to come up with an answer that would plant the image of a new dream in her mind.

    “I’m looking at the stars,” he said.

    “Don’t say you’re looking at the stars. That’s a lie. You’re looking down.”

    “That’s because we’re on an airplane. The stars are below us.”

    “Oh, in an airplane,” said Tereza, squeezing his hand even tighter and falling asleep again. And Tomas knew that Tereza was looking out of the round window of an airplane flying high above the stars.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
    tags: love



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