When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object. - Milan Kundera

Just as someone in pain is linked by his groans to the present moment (and is entirely outside past and future), so someone bursting out in such ecstatic laughter is without memory and desire, for he is emitting his shout into the world's present moment and wishes to know only that.

Ljudsko vrijeme se ne okreće u krugu, već juri po pravoj liniji naprijed. To je razlog zašto čovjek ne može biti sretan, jer je sreća čežnja za ponavljanjem.

Now time has a very different look; it is no longer the conquering present capturing the future; it is the present conquered and captured and carried off by the past.