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Milan Kundera

"An old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past."

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"An old villa surrounded by a garden looked to them like the image of a comforting home, the dream of an idyll long past."

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"Mars will not be our new home; it will be our new hotel! Because for a new place to be our own home, we need to see the things we used to see: An autumn lake, a bird singing in the misty morning or even desert camels walking in the sunset!"

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"The best way of keeping a secret is to pretend there isn't one."

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"One is not to win the world, he has to win the home (family)."

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"There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort."

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"Nothing else has the power to calm, comfort, and care for you better than home."

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"An artist has no home in Europe except in Paris."

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"Nothing can bring a real sense of security into the home except true love."

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"The novel's spirit is the spirit of complexity. . . . The novel's spirit is the spirity of continuity . . . a thing made to last, to connect the past with the future."
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"It was futile to attack with reason the stout wall of irrational feelings that, as is known, is the stuff of which the female mind is made."
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"People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It's not true. The future is an apathetic void of no interest to anyone. The past is full of life, eager to irritate us, provoke and insult us, tempt us to destroy or repaint it. The only reason people want to be masters of the future is to change the past."
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"He yearned to step out of his life the way one steps out of a house into the street."
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"Without much ardor but quite unmistakably, she was writhing her hips as if she were dancing. When he was very close, he saw' her gaping mouth: she was yawning lengthily, insatiably: the great open hole was rocking gently atop die mechanically dancing body. Jean-Marc thought: she's dancing and she's bored.He reached the seawall: down below, on the beach, he saw men with their heads thrown back releasing kites into the air. They were doing it with passion, and Jean-Marc recalled his old theory: there are three kinds of boredom: passive boredom: the girl dancing and yawning; active boredom: kite-lovers; and rebellious boredom: young people burning cars and smashing shop windows."
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