No act is of itself either good or bad. Only its place in the order of things makes it good or bad.
~ Milan Kundera
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No act is of itself either good or bad. Only its place in the order of things makes it good or bad.
~ Milan Kundera
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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.
~ Milan Kundera
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To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring — it was peace.
~ Milan Kundera
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You can understand nothing about art, particularly modern art, if you do not understand that imagination is a value in itself.
~ Milan Kundera
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A novel that does not uncover a hitherto unknown segment of existence is immoral. Knowledge is the novel’s only morality.
~ Milan Kundera
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No love can survive muteness.
~ Milan Kundera
Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent.
~ Milan Kundera
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The thing that gives our every move its meaning is always totally unknown to us.
~ Milan Kundera
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A person who longs to leave the place where he lives is an unhappy person.
~ Milan Kundera
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No great movement designed to change the world can bear to be laughed at or belittled. Mockery is a rust that corrodes all it touches.
~ Milan Kundera
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