Eroticism is like a dance: one always leads the other.
Interpretation
Eroticism involves a dynamic interplay where one aspect influences the other, similar to a dance.
In this quote, Milan Kundera suggests that eroticism, much like a dance, is characterized by a flow of interaction between elements of desire and intimacy. One partner's actions lead the other in a rhythm of connection, illustrating that erotic experiences are dependent on mutual influence and responsiveness, rather than a one-sided pursuit.
In practice
In a discussion about the complexities of romantic relationships.
Which doesn't mean, of course, that I'd stopped loving her, that I'd forgotten her, or that her image had paled; on the contrary; in the form of a quiet nostalgia she remained constantly within me; I longed for her as one longs for something definitively lost.
Facts mean little compared to attitudes. To contradict rumor or sentiment is as futile as arguing against a believer's faith in the Immaculate Conception. You have simply become a victim of faith, Comrade Assistant.
While people are fairly young and the musical composition of their lives is still in its opening bars, they can go about writing it together and sharing motifs (the way Tomas and Sabina exchanged the motif of the bowler hat), but if they meet when they are older, like Franz and Sabina, their musical compositions are more or less complete, and every motif, every object, every word means something different to each of them.
Mankind's true moral test, its fundamental test (which lies deeply buried from view), consists of its attitude towards those who are at its mercy: animals. And in this respect mankind has suffered a fundamental debacle, a debacle so fundamental that all others stem from it.
To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace.
Sensuality is the total mobilization of the senses: an individual observes his partner intently, straining to catch every sound.
The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
A kiss may not be the truth, but it is what we wish were true.
We aren't the things we collect, acquire, read. We are, for as long as we are here, only love. The things we loved. The people we loved. And these, I think these really do live on.
Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.
Affection should not be too sharp eyed, and love is not made by magnifying glasses.
Whether we love, or close our hearts to love, is a mental choice we make, every moment of every day.
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