Making love with a woman and sleeping with a woman are two separate passions, not merely different but opposite. Love does not… — 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
“what are you looking at? she asked. he knew that instead of waking her he should lull her back to sleep, so… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Sleep in my arms. Like a baby bird. Like a broom among brooms... in a broom closet. Like a tiny parrot. Like… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
...people don't respect the morning. An alarm clock violently wakes them up, shatters their sleep like the blow of an ax, and… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
...people don't respect the morning. An alarm clock violently wakes them up, shatters their sleep like the blow of an ax, and… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Tereza had gone back to sleep; he could not. He pictured her death. She was dead and having terrible nightmares; but because… — 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
