“Tereza tried to see herself through her body. That is why, from girlhood on, she would stand before the mirror so often.… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The body was a cage, and inside that cage was something which looked, listened, feared, thought and marveled; that something, that remainder… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
I am incapable of speaking of myself and of my life and the states of my soul, I am discreet to an… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
But just make someone who has fallen in love listen to his stomach rumble, and the unity of body and soul, that… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
A mismatched outfit, a slightly defective denture, an exquisite mediocrity of the soul-those are the details that make a woman real, alive.… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
How did the senator know that children meant happiness? Could he see into their souls? What if the moment they were out… — 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
and she realized that she (her soul) was not at all involved, only her body, her body alone. The body that had… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
“The old duality of body and soul has become shrouded in scientific terminology, and we can laugh at it as merely an… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
The serial number of a human specimen is the face, that accidental and unrepeatable combination of features. It reflects neither character nor… — 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
