from The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera

Leonard Durso

“Being in a foreign country means walking a tightrope high above the ground without the net afforded a person by the country where he has his family, colleagues, and friends, and where he can easily say what he has to say in a language he has known since childhood.”

translated by Michael Henry Heim

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17 thoughts on “from The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera

  1. so true – I remember feeling so isolated in PNG, and so unsafe. And when we traveled through Holland I used to look at the lit windows where families were gathered and feel somehow lost

  2. That is the reason even after almost 25 years removed, more years away that in the home soil, it feels so good to go home, the air feels lighter, and is not just because is in the Equator…the moment that plane lands, you feel everything is yours, it feels you know everyone, it feels that with no effort you belong…and it feels so painful to leave again, but life goes on…it is your country after all, not your kids…

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