just the other day i quoted ‘the book of laughter and forgetting’ here . . . and then two days later milan kundera died. i liked that guy. i’ll quote him again:

She wants to have her notebooks so that the flimsy framework of events, as she has constructed them in her school notebook, will be provided with walls and become a house she can live in. Because if the tottering structure of her memories collapses like a clumsily pitched tent, all that Tamina will be left with is the present, that invisible point, that nothingness moving slowly toward death.

rest in peace