He took a look at the blond girl’s eyes and knew that he must not take part in the rigged game in which the ephemeral passes for the eternal and the small for the big, that he must not take part in the rigged game called love.
Milan KunderaAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: czechoslovakian
- Born: April 1, 1929
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