How suddenly this book became a teacher, a parent, a close friend, and a confidant. In it, I found solace and courage to manifest an idea which, up until a while ago, I thought mattered only to me.
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The Unbearable Lightness of Being honors a lost sentiment; a connection between soul and being, love and desire, intimacy and solitude, indifference and compassion. Because parts of the book, certain soulful sentences, left me unexpectedly flustered, I have awakened to its true purpose. Which is that we’re composed of not one, but many selves. The self that takes to the world, the self that withdraws into itself, and the self that is tied to feeling. Milan Kundera has spun each character so beautifully, giving them room to embrace their sense of being. “Being” being the only whisper, wrinkle, and ripple in a vast stretch of sea. The only weapon against a shackle rooted so deep into the ground. That once you have read this book, it will prepare you to nurture a seed planted by your soul and not bound by time.