The Unbearable Lightness of Being - Milan Kundera
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I am eternally burdened to have my nationality. It's what I was born with, it's what I will always suffer from. Perhaps imagining I wasn't part of this mess seems lovely yet I am still burdened and therefore have to live up to it. This book came as a surprise to me, I wasn't looking for it, I hadn't the faintest idea it even existed but as a fortunate event I found it. I had been reading Nietzsche for the past couple of days (albeit unsuccessfully), and felt tremendously frustrated because I couldn't understand half of it. Then surfing the internet I came across a cool website that shows you the first page of random book without telling you its title. After shuffling through a couple pages and almost giving up, I finally found a really interesting one with Nietzsche on it. The first page is entirely different than the rest; it almost seemed to me like a study or essay about Nietzsche and I thought to myself I should read this if I hoped to unders