Sleepwalkers Quotes

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Milan Kundera
“The uniform is that which we do not choose, that which is assigned to us; it is the certitude of the universal against the precariousness of the individual. When the values that were once so solid come under challenge and withdraw, heads bowed, he who cannot live without them (without fidelity, family, country, discipline, without love) buttons himself up in the universality of his uniform as if that uniform were the last shred of transcendence that could protect him against the cold of a future in which there will be nothing left to respect.”
Milan Kundera, The Art of the Novel

Milan Kundera
“In the presence of Esch, values have hidden their faces. Order, loyalty, sacrifice—he cherishes all these words, but exactly what do they represent? Sacrifice for what? Demand what sort of order? He doesn't know.

If a value has lost its concrete content, what is left of it? A mere empty form; an imperative that goes unheeded and, all the more furious, demands to be heard and obeyed. The less Esch knows what he wants, the more furiously he wants it.

Esch: the fanaticism of the era with no God. Because all values have hidden their faces, anything can be considered a value. Justice, order—Esch seeks them now in the trade union struggle, then in religion; today in police power, tomorrow in the mirage of America, where he dreams of emigrating. He could be a terrorist or a repentant terrorist turning in his comrades, or a party militant or a cult member a kamikaze prepared to sacrifice his life. All the passions rampaging through the bloody history of our time are taken up, unmasked, and terrifyingly displayed in Esch's modest adventure.”
Milan Kundera, The Art of the Novel

Henry Miller
“We are, most of us, sleepwalkers, and we die without ever opening our eyes.”
Henry Miller, The Books in My Life

Sol Luckman
“Could it really be the case that so many of our problems proliferate because this mesmerizing construct and its somnambulistic denizens have forgotten how to dance? how to sing? how to engage storytelling? how to enter into silence?”
Sol Luckman, Get Out of Here Alive: Inner Alchemy & Immortality