A Commonplace Book
"The woman he loved most in the world (he was thirty at the time) used to tell him (it would make him desperate to hear it) that her life was hanging by a thread. Oh yes, she wanted to lived, she loved life, but she also knew that her ‘I want to live’ was spun from the threads of ...
Milan Kundera, “The Border,” The Book of Laughter and Forgetting p. 206-207
