Milan Kundera - Bio, Birthday, Age, Quotes

Biography

Author Profession: Literature & Fiction Influences Robert Musil, Witold Gombrowicz, Sterne, Diderot, Francois Rabelais, H Robert Musil, Witold Gombrowicz, Sterne, Diderot, Francois Rabelais, Hermann Broch, Bohumil Hrabal, Emil Cioran, Martin Heidegger, Goethe, Henry Fielding ...more
Born: April 01, 1929
Age: 87 years old
Birth Sign: Aries

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Business has only two functions - marketing and innovation.

All great novels, all true novels, are bisexual.

Optimism is the opium of the people.

Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy.

How goodness heightens beauty!

Those who consider the Devil to be a partisan of Evil and angels to be warriors for Good accept the demagogy of the angels. Things are clearly more complicated.

To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace.

Mysticism and exaggeration go together. A mystic must not fear ridicule if he is to push all the way to the limits of humility or the limits of delight.

Hate traps us by binding us too tightly to our adversary.

True human goodness, in all its purity and freedom, can come to the fore only when its recipient has no power.

There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels for someone, for someone, pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echos.

No matter how much we scorn it, kitsch is an integral part of the human condition.

You can understand nothing about art, particularly modern art, if you do not understand that imagination is a value in itself.

Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent.

The worth of a human being lies in the ability to extend oneself, to go outside oneself, to exist in and for other people.

Metaphors are dangerous. 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 sound of laughter is like the vaulted dome of a temple of happiness.

Culture is perishing in overproduction, in an avalanche of words, in the madness of quantity.

A worker may be the hammer's master, but the hammer still prevails. A tool knows exactly how it is meant to be handled, while the user of the tool can only have an approximate idea.

People are going deaf because music is played louder and louder, but because they're going deaf, it has to be played louder still.