Living is being happy: seeing, hearing, touching, drinking, eating, urinating, defecating, diving into the water and gazing at the sky, laughing and … - Milan Kundera

"Leroy interrupted Chantal's fantasies: "Freedom? As you live our your desolation, you can be either unhappy or happy. Having that choice is what constitutes your freedom. You're free to melt your own individuality into the cauldron of the multitude either with a feeling of defeat or euphoria.

"أي شخص هدفه هو "الشئ الأعلى" عليه أن يتوقع يوماً ما المعاناة من الدوار. ما هو الدوار؟ الخوف من السقوط؟ لا، الدوار شئ مختلف عن الخوف من السقوط. إنه صوت الفراغ من تحتنا والذي يجتذبنا ويغرينا، إنه الرغبة في السقوط، والتي في مقابلها، وبفزع، ندافع عن أنفسنا."

He took her in his arms and lifted her up. She looked at him and he noticed only now that her eyes were full of tears. He pressed her to him. She understood that he loved her and this suddenly filled her with sadness. She felt sad that he loved her so much, and she felt like crying.