“Sie lehnte sich ans Geländer und schaute hinunter. Es war am Rande von Prag. Die Moldau hatte die Stadt bereits durchflossen und den Glanz des Hradschin und der Kirchen hinter sich gelassen. 20 more words
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“Culture is perishing in overproduction, in an avalanche of words, in the madness of quantity.”
Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
There is a fine line on which culture and prosperity walk, on one side threatening it is underproduction and underdevelopment and on the other side overproduction. 487 more words
For those who know me, and most of those reading this blog are among those, know that I have a few authors I am very fond of, and the reason I give is that they talk about the human essence, about ideas that will take millennia to be outdated, and then I throw some names around, like Dostoevsky, or Camus, names hard to argue with. 2,271 more words
TO CONTEMPLATE the unbearable shiteness of being a Newcastle fan.
I have ripped this title from the stunning 1984 novel by the intimidatingly talented Milan Kundera. 943 more words