Milan Kundera Quotes

For love deceives the best of woman kind.

Love is a deception and a trap. Love is as big a myth that God sits with his flowing white beard in a throne and looks at us.

love is the biggest con of all

Love is like a card trick. After you know how it works, it's no fun any more.

Of all the bright cruel lies they tell you, the cruelest is the one called love.

Men fell in love with Gilda, but they wake up with me.

Maybe we should have known that night in Denver that things that begin with plywood Greek columns and artificial smoke typically don't end well. Maybe the Hollywood stars and the glamour blinded us a little: you thought it was the glare, some of us thought it was a halo.

In real life you are doomed if you believe in youth and money, but not here in Hollywood. Nothing is what it seems.

Romance, like the rabbit at the dog track, is the elusive, fake, and never attained reward which, for the benefit and amusement of our masters, keeps us running and thinking in safe circles.

By the time you swear you're his, Shivering and sighing. And he vows his passion is, Infinite, undying. Lady make note of this -- One of you is lying.

A lover's a liar, To himself he lies, The truthful are loveless, Like oysters their eyes!

Tal told me he loved me, and told me and told me, but you don't tell someone that and then tell them they're not experienced enough in bed and should read a book or something to learn, or they should try wearing deep-red lipstick and tight skirts to look hot like their best friend once in a while. If Tal hadn't lied to me when he said he loved me, I might not be without a future right now, a sucker who was so chickenshit she allowed herself to believe a false dream from a false god. I'm not sure I ever even liked Tal, much less loved him.

One day you and I will have to have a little talk about this business called love. I still don't understand what it's all about. My guess is that it's just a gigantic hoax, invented to keep people quiet and diverted. Everyone talks about love: the priests, the advertising posters, the literati, and the politicians, those of them who make love. And in speaking of love and offering it as a panacea for every tragedy, they would and betray and kill both body and soul.

Ah love, let us be true to one another, which seems to lie before us like a land of dreams; so various, so beautiful, so new, hath really neither joy nor love nor life.

In fairy tales, the princesses kiss the frogs, and the frogs become princes. In real life, the pricesses kiss princes, and the princes turn into frogs.

The one you love leans forward, smiles, deceives you, Opens a door through which you see dark dreams.

I had been tricked once by that Cheat called love, but the Game was over.

They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.

Even as she’d come to know the real Ralston—the Ralston who was not cut from heroic cloth—Callie had failed to see the truth. And, instead of seeing her own heartbreak coming, she had fallen in love, not with her fantasy, but with this new, flawed Ralston.

All this world's noise appears to me a dull, ill-acted comedy!

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

The quick lesson that I learned is that none of the fame part is really real.

Darling girl, blinded by foolish thoughts of love. How to tell her that the hearts of men were not so easily won. If won, rarely kept.

I guess it's always romantic when two people fall in love.... Even if it turns out not to be real.

You think I'm in love, that I'm sent from above, I'm not that innocent.