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She was experiencing the same odd happiness and odd sadness as then. The sadness meant: We are at the last station. The happiness meant: We are together. The sadness was form, the happiness content. Happiness filled the space of sadness.

Milan Kundera

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Milan Kundera
Age: 95
Born: 1929
Born: April 1
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