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Milan Kundera Inspirational Quotes (216)

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Joking is a barrier between man and the world. Joking is the enemy of love and poetry.
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Art arises from sources other than logic. (p.32)
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The worst thing is not that the world is unfree, but that people have unlearned their liberty.
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Anyone whose goal is 'something higher' must expect someday to suffer vertigo.
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I think I am a much better actor than I have allowed myself to be.
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The body was a cage, and inside that cage was something which looked, listened, feared, thought and marveled that something, that remainder left over after the body had been accounted for, was the soul.
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The source of anxiety lies in the future. If you can keep the future out of mind, you can forget your worries.
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a man possessed with peace is always smiling
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The worth of a human being lies in the ability to extend oneself, to go outside oneself, to exist in and for other people.
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Isn't beer the holy libation of sincerity? The potion that dispels all hypocrisy, any charade of fine manners? The drink that does nothing worse than incite its fans to urinate in all innocence, to gain weight in all frankness?
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Noise has one advantage. It drowns out words.
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I am not worthy of my suffering. A great sentence. It suggests not only that suffering is the basis of the self, its sole indubitable ontological proof, but also that it is the one feeling most worthy of respect the value of all values.
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He took over anger to intimidate subordinates, and in time anger took over him.
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The novel is a meditation on existence as seen through the medium of imaginary characters.
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No one can get really drunk on a novel or a painting, but who can help getting drunk on Reethoven's Ninth, Rartok's Sonata for Two Pianos and Percussion, or the Reatles' White Album?
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Radio... force-feeds us music... everywhere and all the time... sewage-water music in which music is dying.
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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 fas
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To die to decide to die that's much easier for an adolescent than for an adult. What? Doesn't death strip an adolescent of a far larger portion of future? Certainly it does, but for a young person, the future is a remote, abstract, unreal thing he doesn't really believe in.
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Cemeteries in Bohemia are like gardens. The graves are covered with grass and colourful flowers. Modest tombstones are lost in the greenery. When the sun goes down, the cemetery sparkles with tiny candles... no matter how brutal life becomes, peace always reigns in the cemetery. Even in wartime, even in Hitler's time, even in Stalin's time.
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The man hunched over his motorcycle can focus only on the present... he is caught in a fragment of time cut off from both the past and the future... he has no fear, because the source of fear is in the future, and a person freed of the future has nothing to fear.
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Mysticism and exaggeration go together. A mystic must not fear ridicule if he is to push all the way to the limits of humility or the limits of delight.
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The stupidity of people comes from having an answer for everything. The wisdom of the novel comes from having a question for everything.
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In the realm of totalitarian kitsch, all answers are given in advance and preclude any questions.
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The more vast the amount of time we've left behind us, the more irresistible is the voice calling us to return to it.
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