Yesterday at lunch, Ana* said that Kundera is the kind of writer that you actually highlight and read again.
*Not Ana-me, a better version - Ana Segurado.
So now that I am revisiting 'Laughable Loves' have folded a lot of pages in the book. There's one concept that I have been chewing for the last days: Desire.
Exhibit A:
-It is well known that you are like death: you take everyone. Why do you reject Alzbeta?
-Perhaps because she expresses her desire in such an open way, that it feels like an order. Not even Death is pleased to take orders.
Exhibit B:
How was it possible that his desire was so strong that reality came running to the call, ready to happen?
Exhibit C:
-You are here. Did you change your mind?
-No. YOU changed my mind.
(Have to admit that the third quote comes from 'The O.C.')
So 'when you wish upon a star' are you actually making the magic happen? I don't really think so. But desire is something extremely tangible - the expression of it, its sensuality and corporalisation is how we can touch it. When desire comes both ways, there are sparkles, when it doesn't, we call it obssession and run away. We human beings are a bunch of chickens. And the egg was first.
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