Hey, it’s been a while. I’ve actually been studying for so much time i didn’t even have time to sit down and write something. But today i failed my first exam, so I guess it’s a good opportunity to come back.
I’m reading this AMAZING books by Milan Kundera and i just wanted to share some blowminding quotes. This are from the first part of the book : Lightness and weight
“The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man’s body.The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life’s most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?”
«Her drama was a drama not of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden, but the unbearable lightness of being.»
“There is no means of testing which decision is better, because there is no basis for comparison. We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself? That is why life is always like a sketch. No, «sketch» is not quite a word, because a sketch is an outline of something, the groundwork for a picture, whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing, an outline with no picture.”
«Looking out over the courtyard at the dirty walls, he realized he had no idea whether it was hysteria or love.”
“Tomas did not realize at the time that metaphors are dangerous. Metaphors are not to be trifled with. A single metaphor can give birth to love.”
«A person who longs to leave the place where he lives is an unhappy person.”
«for there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.”
«Necessity, weight, and value are three concepts inextricably bound: only necessity is heavy, and only what is heavy has value»
«In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia.»
«For there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.»
Across the Universe 