Kundera, M … weight and beauty

There would seem to be nothing more obvious, more tangible and palpable than the present moment. And yet it eludes us completely. All the sadness of life lies in that fact.

Not my words; but an expression of my thoughts  … there is nothing more real that this instant …

… this instant …

and yet both would have gone by unnoticed without the reading of a Czech-born Frenchman’s words a moment before …

Why? …


I find concentrating on the moment difficult; in one moment there are many moments … in being wholly in one single second … the seconds that came before it are all heard …

The present moment holds the weight of both the future and the past …

Is there beauty without weight?


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