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Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.

Milan Kundera

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Milan Kundera
Age: 95
Born: 1929
Born: April 1
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Novelist
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Poet
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University Teacher
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Brünn
Woman
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Metaphor
Dream
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Metaphoric
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Metaphorical
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Lightness
Love
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