We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come.
Interpretation
We can only experience one life, which limits our understanding of desires and their fulfillment.
Milan Kundera's quote reflects the inherent limitations of human experience and desire. It suggests that because we live only one life, we are unable to compare our current desires to those of past or future lives, making it difficult to know what we truly want. This idea invites introspection about the nature of desire, satisfaction, and the choices we make, highlighting the uncertainty and complexity of pursuing a meaningful life.
In practice
In a speech about pursuing passions, one might quote Kundera to emphasize the importance of understanding one's true desires.
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.
If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well. It were done quickly.
If in the least particular, one could derange the order of nature, who would accept the gift of life?
The older I get, the more I believe in what I can't explain or understand, even more than the things that are explainable and understandable.
They who prematurely put themselves forward to root out whatever is displeasing to them overthrow the judgment of God and rashly intrude upon the office of angels.
If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
Every man is a moon; he has a side no one sees.
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