Death is really a great blessing for humanity, without it there could be no real progress. People who lived for ever would not only hamper and discourage the young, but they would themselves lack sufficient stimulus to be creative.

Failures, repeated failures, are finger posts on the road to achievement. One fails forward toward success.

Their openness would probably be career suicide in the atmosphere of Byzantine court-eunuch intrigue that is public life in the United States today.

Metaphors are dangerous, Metaphors are not to be trifled with. A single metaphor can give birth to love.

Written By Milan Kundera

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