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Quotes About Solitude

It was as though she has found refuge inside a shell and the only sound she could hear was the sea of an inimical world.
~ Milan Kundera
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary death in the purity of the waters.
~ Milan Kundera
Noise has one advantage. It drowns out words.
~ Milan Kundera
No matter how brutal life becomes, peace always reigns in the cemeteries...When she felt low, she would get into the car, leave Prague far behind, and walk through one or another of the country cemeteries she loved so well. Against a backdrop of blue hills, they were as beautiful as a lullaby.
~ Milan Kundera
Sabina was now by herself. She went back to the mirror, still in her underwear. She put the bowler hat back on her head and had a long look at herself. She was amazed at the number of years she had spent pursuing one lost moment.
~ Milan Kundera
I might put it another way: Franz felt his book life to be unreal. He yearned for real life, for the touch of people walking side by side with him, for their shouts. It never occurred to him that what he considered unreal (the work he did in the solitude of the office or library) was in fact his real life, whereas the parades he imagined to be reality were nothing but theater, dance, carnival- in other words, a dream.
~ Milan Kundera
I've always had the sense that my life is run by other people. Except for a few years after Martin died. Those were the toughest years, I was alone with my children, I had to cope by myself. Complete poverty. You won't believe this, but nowadays when I look back, those are my happiest years.
~ Milan Kundera
Es que hasta la alegría que produce la presencia del hombre a quien se ama se siente mejor a solas. Si la presencia fuera de el continua, sólo estaría presente en su constante transcurrir. Detenerla sólo es posible en los ratos de soledad
~ Milan Kundera
Quien busque el infinito que cierre los ojos
~ Milan Kundera
Irena went to the window to savor the freedom of solitude.
~ Milan Kundera
O amor não se manisfesta pelo desejo de fazer amor ( esse se aplica a uma multidão), mas pelo desejo do sono compartilhado ( esse desejo diz respeito a um só).
~ Milan Kundera
A man who loses his privacy loses everything, Sabina thought.
~ Milan Kundera
Con su muerte, terminó la dulce soledad compartida por los dos.
~ Milan Kundera
Y un día, al salir del trabajo, no fue a su casa, sino que salió de la ciudad. No veía nada a su alrededor, no sabía si era verano, otoño o invierno, si caminaba por la orilla del mar o junto al muro de una fábrica; hacía ya mucho que no vivía en el mundo; su único mundo era su alma.
~ Milan Kundera
el acto del amor físico es un instante de absoluta intimidad en el que el mundo que nos rodea se convierte en un desierto interminable en medio del cual se aprietan uno contra otro dos cuerpos solitarios
~ Milan Kundera
İstediÄŸin sonsuzluksa, kapat?ver gözlerini!
~ Milan Kundera
E qualcos'altro lo elevava: teneva sul tavolo un libro aperto. In quel bar nessuno aveva mai aperto un libro sul tavolo. Un libro era per Tereza il segno di riconoscimento di una fratellanza segreta. Contro il mondo della volgarità che la circondava, essa aveva infatti un'unica difesa: i libri che prendeva in prestito alla biblioteca comunale…
~ Milan Kundera
All the same, a seductive voice from afar kept breaking into her conjugal peace: it was the voice of solitude. She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of a hunting horn coming from the depths of distant forests. There were paths in those forests...
~ Milan Kundera
Ne serait-ce qu'une ridicule illusion, on est persuadé d'écrire parce qu'on a à dire ce que personne n'a dit...Ecrire , c'est donc le plaisir de contredire, le bonheur d'être seul contre tous, la joie de provoquer ses ennemis et d'irriter ses amis.
~ Milan Kundera
não são os inimigos, mas sim os amigos que condenam o homem à solidão.
~ Milan Kundera
Cái nhìn c?a tình yêu là cái nhìn Ä'ưa ??n sá»± cô Ä'Æ¡n
~ Milan Kundera
This had always been repugnant to him, and he rebelled against that servitude by at least refusing to give women his soul, by safeguarding his freedom and solitude
~ Milan Kundera
Really, there are books meant for daytime reading and books that are only be read at night.
~ Milan Kundera
Soledad: dulce ausencia de miradas
~ Milan Kundera