“Most people willingly deceive themselves with a doubly false faith; they believe in eternal memory (of men, things, deeds, peoples) and in… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“She refused at first, saying it would make a mockery of their love. She loved him too much to admit that what… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
At a time when history made its way slowly, the few events were easily remembered and woven into a backdrop, known to… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Which doesn't mean, of course, that I'd stopped loving her, that I'd forgotten her, or that her image had paled; on the… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The light that radiates from the great novels time can never dim, for human existence is perpetually being forgotten by man and… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
There would seem to be nothing more obvious, more tangible and palpable than the present moment. And yet it eludes us completely.… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The river flowed from century to century, and human affairs play themselves out on its banks. Play themselves out to be forgotten… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Without the meditative background that is criticism, works become isolated gestures, historical accidents, soon forgotten. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Dreaming is not merely an act of communication (or coded communication, if you like); it is also an aesthetic activity, a game… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Before we are forgotten, we will be turned into kitsch. Kitsch is the stopover between being and oblivion. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“The future is only an indifferent void no one cares about, but the past is filled with life, and its countenance is irritating, repellent,… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“From that time on they both looked forward to sleeping together. I might even say that the goal of their lovemaking was not so… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“Beauty in the European sense has always had a premeditated quality to it. We've always had an aesthetic intention and a long-range plan. That's… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The beauty of New York is unintentional; it arose independent of human design, like a stalagmite cavern. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Children, Never look Back!" and this meant that we must never allow the future to be weighed down by memory . for children have… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“Our lives may be separate, but they run in the same direction, like parallel lines.” — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“Having a child is to show an absolute accord with mankind. If I have a child, it's as though I'm saying: I was born… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Love is a battle," said Marie-Claude, still smiling. "And I plan to go on fighting. To the end." Love is a battle?" said Franz.… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“He remained annoyed with himself until he realized that not knowing what he wanted was actually quite natural. We can never know what to… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“Whenever I think about ancient cultures nostalgia seizes me. Perhaps this is nothing but envy of the sweet slowness of the history of that… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“Do stories, apart from happening, being, have something to say? For all my skepticism, some trace of irrational superstition did survive in me, the… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
