Children, Never look Back!" and this meant that we must never allow the future to be weighed down by memory . for… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“We go through the present blindfolded... Only later, when the blindfold is removed and we examine the past, do we realise what… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
This is the real and the only reason for friendship: to provide a mirror so the other person can contemplate his image… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
To ensure that the self doesn't shrink, to see that it holds on to its volume, memories have to be watered like… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The pressure to make public retractions of past statements - there's something medieval about it. What does it mean, anyway, to 'retract'… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“They were ready to sell people a future in exchange for their past... They wanted to compel him to cast his life… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Remembering our past, carrying it around with us always, may be the necessary requirement for maintaining, as they say, the wholeness of… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
You think that just because it's already happened, the past is finished and unchangeable? Oh no, the past is cloaked in multicolored… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Now time has a very different look; it is no longer the conquering present capturing the future; it is the present conquered… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It's not true. The future is an apathetic void of no… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
We pass through the present with our eyes blindfolded. We are permitted merely to sense and guess at what we are actually… — 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
The only reason people want to be masters of the future is to change the past. — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“They shout that they want to shape a better future, but it's not true. The future is only an indifferent void no… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
And there lies the horror: the past we remember is devoid of time. Impossible to reexperience a love the way we reread… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Such are the Splendors and Miseries of memory: it is proud of its ability to keep truthful track of the logical sequence… — 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
