But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong enough to leave. Milan Kundera More Quotes by Milan Kundera More Quotes From Milan Kundera This symmetrical composition--the same motif at the beginning and at the end--may seem quite "novelistic" to you, and I am willing to agree, but only on condition that you refrain from reading such notions as "fictive," "fabricated," and "untrue to life" into the word "novelistic." Because human lives are composed in precisely such a fashion. Milan Kundera fashion reading may In Tereza's eyes, books were the emblems of a secret brotherhood Milan Kundera brotherhood eye book But what had happened, had happened, and it was no longer possible to right anything. Milan Kundera happened I understood that there was no escaping the memories, that I was surround by them. (p.30) Milan Kundera escaping understood memories Yes, it was too late, and Sabina knew she would leave Paris, move on, and on again, because were she to die here they would cover her up with a stone, and in the mind of a woman for whom no place is home the thought of an end to all flight is unbearable. Milan Kundera paris home moving a man possessed with peace is always smiling Milan Kundera always-smile possessed men But man, because he has only one life to live, cannot conduct experiments to test whether to follow his passion (compassion) or not. Milan Kundera passion tests men Is not parody the eternal lot of man? Milan Kundera parody eternal men it is wrong to chide the novel for being fascinated by mysterious coincidences... but it is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. For he thereby deprives his life a dimension of beauty. Milan Kundera mysterious coincidence men We all reject out of hand the idea that the love of our life may be something light or weightless; we presume our love is what must be, that without it our life would no longer be the same; we feel that Beethoven himself, gloomy and awe-inspiring, is playing the “Es muss sein!” to our own great love. Milan Kundera light love-is hands Why don't you ever use your strength on me?" she said. Because love means renouncing strength," said Franz softly. Milan Kundera unbearable-lightness-of-being use mean But deep down she said to herself, Franz maybe strong, but his strength is directed outward; when it comes to the people he lives with, the people he's loves, he's weak. Franz's weakness is called goodness. Franz would never give Sabina orders. He would never command her, as Tomas had, to lay the mirror on the floor and walk back and forth on it naked. Not that he lacks sensuality; he simply lacks the strength to give orders. There are things that can be accomplished only by violence. Physical love is unthinkable without violence. Milan Kundera mirrors strong love-is Remembering our past, carrying it around with us always, may be the necessary requirement for maintaining, as they say, the wholeness of the self. To ensure that the self doesn’t shrink, to see that it holds on to its volume, memories have to be watered like potted flowers, and the watering calls for regular contact with the witnesses of the past, that is to say, with friends. They are our mirror; our memory; we ask nothing of them but that they polish the mirror from time to time so we can look at ourselves in it. Milan Kundera flower memories past He was no longer quite sure whether anything he had ever thought or felt was truly his own property, or whether his thoughts were merely a common part of the world’s store of ideas which had always existed ready-made and which people only borrowed, like books from a library. Milan Kundera book people ideas ...people don't respect the morning. An alarm clock violently wakes them up, shatters their sleep like the blow of an ax, and they immediately surrender themselves to deadly haste. Can you tell me what kind of day can follow a beginning of such violence? What happens to people whose alarm clock daily gives them a small electric shock? Each day they become more used to violence and less used to pleasure. Milan Kundera blow sleep morning Facts mean little compared to attitudes. To contradict rumor or sentiment is as futile as arguing against a believer's faith in the Immaculate Conception. You have simply become a victim of faith, Comrade Assistant. Milan Kundera rumor attitude mean It was futile to attack with reason the stout wall of irrational feelings that, as is known, is the stuff of which the female mind is made. Milan Kundera wall mind feelings Only after a while did it occur to me (in spite of the chilly silence which surrounded me) that my story was not of the tragic sort, but rather of the comic variety. At any rate that afforded me some comfort. Milan Kundera silence comfort stories All novels . . . are concerned with the enigma of the self. As soon as you create an imaginary being, a character, you are automatically confronted by the question: what is the self? How can it be grasped? Milan Kundera empathy self character The novel is not the author's confession; it is an investigation of human life in the trap the world has become Milan Kundera life people world
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