By actaylor on Skatehive
The Unbearable Lightness of Being came wrapped in brown crepe paper. The man who gave it to me said it was his favourite book, and the way he described it… how it had sat with him over the years… made me feel this could possibly be one of the most precious, special gifts I’d ever received. Now that I have finished The Unbearable Lightness of Being, and sat with its reflections, I feel certain of what I sensed the day I received it: indeed, this is one of the most precious gifts anyone has ever given me. Let me try my best to explain why… Date completeTitleAuthorRating11.01.26The Unbearable Lightness of BeingMilan Kundera5 When The Unbearable Lightness of Being appeared in 1984, it did so into a world taut with ideology. The Cold War had not yet thawed; Orwell’s shadow still stretched long across Europe, and the Soviet grip on Prague remained a recent memory rather than a historical footnote. Kundera, by the book’s debut, had long exiled to France and was writing from a distance that, I