Aren't we living in a world where heedless men only desire decapitated women? — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The love between dog and man is idyllic, dogs were never expelled from paradise. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
In the love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man's body. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
People derived too much pleasure from seeing their fellow man morally humiliated to spoil that pleasure by hearing out an explanation. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Ah, ladies and gentlemen, a man lives a sad life when he cannot take anything or anyone seriously. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
A man who loses his privacy loses everything. And a man who gives it up of his own free will is a… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
She regarded books as the emblems of secret brotherhood. A man with this sort of library couldn't possibly hurt her. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
But which was the real me? Let me be perfectly honest: I was a man of many faces. (p.33) — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
No one can give anyone else the gift of the idyll; only an animal can do so, because only animals were not… — 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
And therein lies the whole of man's plight. Human time does not turn in a circle; it runs ahead in a straight… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The young man called the waiter and paid. Then he got up and said to the girl: 'We're going.' Where to?' The… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
But was it love? The feeling of wanting to die beside her was clearly exaggerated: he had seen her only once before… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Tereza knew what happens during the moment love is born: the woman cannot resist the voice calling forth her terrified soul; the… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
we might also call vertigo the intoxication of the weak. aware of his weakness, a man decides to give in rather than… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The man hunched over his motorcycle can focus only on the present... he is caught in a fragment of time cut off… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Speed is the form of ecstasy the technical revolution has bestowed on man. As opposed to a motorcyclist, the runner is always… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Man can only be certain about the present moment. But is that quite true either? Can he really know the present? Is… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
There are moments in life when a man retreats defensively, when he must give ground, when he must surrender less important positions… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
We are born one time only, we can never start a new life equipped with the experience we've gained from the previous… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“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
The girl was grateful to the young man for every bit of flattery; she wanted to linger for a moment in its… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The very beginning of Genesis tells us that God created man in order to give him dominion over fish and fowl and… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Laughter, on the other hand, " Petrarch went on, "is an explosion that tears us away from the world and throws us… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Even at the age of eight she would fall asleep by pressing one hand into the other and making believe she was… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
To be mortal is the most basic human experience, and yet man has never been able to accept it, grasp it, and… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
it is wrong to chide the novel for being fascinated by mysterious coincidences... but it is right to chide man for being… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
When we want to give expression to a dramatic situation in our lives, we tend to use metaphors of heaviness. We say… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
So she stood naked in front of the young man and at this moment stopped playing the game. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
But man, because he has only one life to live, cannot conduct experiments to test whether to follow his passion (compassion) or… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Only the basic situations in life occur only once, never to return. For a man to be a man, he must be… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
She is sadder and sadder, and for a man there is no balm more soothing than the sadness he has caused a… — 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
