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Milan Kundera Quotes|Quotes said by Milan Kundera

  • Milan Kundera Quote #1

    (...) the woman we love ought to swim as slowly as we do, she ought to have no past of her own to look back on happily. But when the illusion of absolute identity vanishes (the girl looks back happily on her past or swims faster), love becomes a permanent source of the great torment we call litost.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #2

    (God) being the old man invented in order to, and with whom to, hold long conversations.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #3

    ...beauty is a spark which flares up when two ages meet across the distance of time,...beauty is a clean sweep of chronology, a rebellion against time.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #4

    ...because love is continual interrogation. I don't know of a better definition of love.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #5

    ...because love is continual interrogation. I don't know of a better definition of love.
    (in that case my friend Hubl would have pointe out to me, no one loves us more than the police. That's true. Just as every height has its symmetrical depth, so love's interest has ts negative the police's curiosity. We sometimes confuse depth with height, and I can easily imagine lonely people hoping to be taken to the police station from time to time for an interrogation that will enable to talk about themselves.)

  • Milan Kundera Quote #6

    ...no one can do a thing about feelings, they exist and there's no way to censor them. We can reproach ourselves for some action, for a remark, but not for a feeling, quite simply because we have no control at all over it.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #7

    ...the thought went through his mind that beauty is a spark which flares up when two ages meet across the distance of time, that beauty is a clean sweep of chronology, a rebellion against time.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #8

    Because to live in a world in which no one is forgiven, where all are irredeemable, is the same as living in hell.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #9

    I think, therefore I am is the statement of an intellectual who underrates toothaches. I feel, therefore I am is a truth much more universally valid, and it applies to everything that's alive. My self does not differ substantially from yours in terms of its thought. Many people, few ideas: we all think more or less the same, and we exchange, borrow, steal thoughts from one another. However, when someone steps on my foot, only I feel the pain. The basis of the self is not thought but suffering, which is the most fundamental of all feelings. While it suffers, not even a cat can doubt its unique and uninterchangeable self. In intense suffering the world disappears and each of us is alone with his self. Suffering is the university of egocentrism.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #10

    [...] in his whole life he had never acted as he wished to act. He considered himself the administrator of his own immortality, and that responsibility tied him down and turned him stiff and prim.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #11

    […] without much ardor but quite unmistakably, she was writhing her hips as if she were dancing. When he was very close, he saw' her gaping mouth: she was yawning lengthily, insatiably: the great open hole was rocking gently atop die mechanically dancing body. Jean-Marc thought: she’s dancing and she’s bored.
    He reached the seawall: down below, on the beach, he saw men with their heads thrown back releasing kites into the air. They were doing it with passion, and Jean-Marc recalled his old theory: there are three kinds of boredom: passive boredom: the girl dancing and yawning; active boredom: kite-lovers; and rebellious boredom: young people burning cars and smashing shop windows.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #12

    [Large countries'] patriotism is different: they are buoyed by their glory, their importance, their universal mission. The Czechs loved their country not because it was glorious but because it was unknown; not because it was big but because it was small and in constant danger. Their patriotism was an enormous compassion for their country.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #13

    [mother] belonged to a realm of other creatures: smaller, lighter, more easily blown away.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #14

    — ¿Y por qué tuvo que elegir precisamente a Alzbeta? —gritó el médico jefe.
    —Precisamente porque no había ningún motivo. Si hubiera algún motivo, podría
    encontrarse de antemano y mi actitud podría determinarse de antemano. Precisamente en esa falta de motivo consiste esa pequeña parcelita de libertad que nos es dada y que
    tenemos que tratar encarnizadamente de atrapar para que en este mundo de férreas leyes quede un poco de desorden humano. Queridos colegas, viva la libertad —dijo Havel y levantó con tristeza el vaso para brindar.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #15

    A man is responsible for his ignorance.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #16

    A novel does not assert anything, a novel poses questions... The stupidity of people comes from having an answer for everything. When Don Quixote went out into the world, that world turned into a mystery before his eyes. That is the legacy of the first European novel to the entire subsequent history of the novel. The novelist teaches the reader to comprehend the world as a question. There is wisdom and tolerance in that attitude.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #17

    A novel examines not reality but existence. And existence is not what has occurred, existence is the realm of human possibilities, everything that man can become, everything he's capable of. Novelists draw up the map of existence by discovering this or that human possibilit. But again, to exist mean: 'being-in-the-world.' Thus both the character and his world must be understood as possibilities.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #18

    A novel that does not uncover a hitherto unknown segment of existence is immoral. Knowledge is the novel's only morality.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #19

    Al final del verdadero amor está la muerte y sólo un amor que termina en muerte es amor

  • Milan Kundera Quote #20

    Al igual que todos nosotros, Klima también consideraba real únicamente aquello que llega a nuestra vida desde dentro, gradual, orgánicamente, mientras que a lo que llega desde fuera, inesperada y casualmente, lo veía como si fuera una invasión de lo irreal. Por desgracia no hay nada más real que esta irrealidad.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #21

    All great novels, all true novels, are bisexual.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #22

    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 Quote #23

    And do you know the story about Haydn’s head? They cut it away from the still-warm cadaver so some insane scientist could take apart the brain and pinpoint the location of musical genius. And the Einstein Story? He’d carefully written his will with instructions to cremate him. They followed his orders, but his disciple, ever loyal and devoted, refused to live without the master’s gaze on him. Before the cremation, he took the eyes of the cadaver and put them in a bottle of alcohol to keep them watching him until the moment he should die himself. That’s why I said that the crematory fire is the only way our bodies can escape them. It’s the only absolute death. And I don’t want any other. Jean-Marc, I want an absolute death.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #24

    and she realized that she (her soul) was not at all involved, only her body, her body alone. The body that had betrayed her and that she had sent out into the world among other bodies.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #25

    And therein lies the whole of man's plight. Human time does not turn in a circle; it runs ahead in a straight line. That is why man cannot be happy: happiness is the longing for repetition.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #26

    Art must always stand guard against stirring emotions that lie outside the aesthetic: sexual arousal, terror, disgust, shock.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #27

    As early as 1930 Schoenberg wrote: Radio is an enemy, a ruthless enemy marching irresistibly forward, and any resistance is hopeless; it force-feeds us music . . . regardless of whether we want to hear it, or whether we can grasp it, with the result that music becomes just noise, a noise among other noises. Radio was the tiny stream it all began with. Then came other technical means for reproducing, proliferating, amplifying sound, and the stream became an enormous river. If in the past people would listen to music out of love for music, nowadays it roars everywhere and all the time, regardless whether we want to hear it, it roars from loudspeakers, in cars, in restaurants, in elevators, in the streets, in waiting rooms, in gyms, in the earpieces of Walkmans, music rewritten, reorchestrated, abridged, and stretched out, fragments of rock, of jazz, of opera, a flood of everything jumbled together so that we don't know who composed it (music become noise is anonymous), so that we can't tell beginning from end (music become noise has no form): sewage-water music in which music is dying.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #28

    As I have pointed out before, characters are not born like people, of woman; they are born of a situation, a sentence, a metaphor containing in a nutshell a basic human possibility that the author thinks no one else has discovered or said something essential about.

  • Milan Kundera Quote #29

    As I have pointed out before, characters are not born like people, of woman; they are born of a situation, a sentence, a metaphor containing in a nutshell a basic human possibility that the author thinks no one else has discovered or said something essential about.
    But isn't it true that an author can write only about himself?

  • Milan Kundera Quote #30

    As she uttered the words of the prayer, she glanced up at him as if he were God Himself. He watched her with growing pleasure. In front of him was kneeling the directress, being humiliated by a subordinate; in front of him a naked revolutionary was being humiliated by prayer; in front of him a praying lady was being humiliated by her nakedness.

    This threefold image of degradation intoxicated him and something unexpected suddenly happened: his body revoked its passive resistance. Edward was excited!

    As the directress said, 'And lead us not into temptation,' he quickly threw off all his clothes. When she said, 'Amen,' he violently lifted her off the floor and dragged her onto the couch.

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