"The characters in my novels are my own unrealized possibilities. That is why I am equally fond of them all and equally horrified by them. Each one h… - Milan Kundera

"The characters in my novels are my own unrealized possibilities. That is why I am equally fond of them all and equally horrified by them. Each one has crossed a border that I myself have cirumvented. It is that crossed border (the border beyond which my own "I" ends) which attracts me most. For beyond that border begins the secret the novel asks about. The novel is not the author's confession; it is an investigation of human life in the trap the world has become. But enough. Let us return to Tomas."

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About Milan Kundera

Milan Kundera (1 April 1929 – 11 July 2023) was a Franco-Czech novelist born in Brno, Czechoslovakia (now the Czech Republic).

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أما بين ذراعيه فكانت تغفو دائما مهما تكن درجة اضطرابها.كان يروى من أجلها بصوت خافت قصصا يبتدعها أو ترهات وكلمات مضحكة يعيدها بنبرة رتيبة.كانت هذه الكلمات تتحول فى مخيلتها إلى رؤى مشوشة تأخذ بها إلى الحلم الأول.كان يملك تأثيرا خارقا على جعلها تغفووكانت تغفو فى الدقيقة التى يقرر هو أن ينتقيها.

The consciousness of my own baseness has done nothing to reconcile me to the baseness of others. Nothing is more repugnant to me than brotherly feelings grounded in the common baseness people see in one another. I have no desire for that slimy brotherhood.

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