“The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful ... 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.”
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
“she loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It had the same significance for her as an elegant cane for the dandy a century ago. It differentiated her from others.”
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
“In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.”
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
“A single metaphor can give birth to love.”
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
“for there is nothing heavier than compassion. 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.”
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
― The Unbearable Lightness of Being
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