[Kafka] transformed the profoundly antipoetic material of a highly bureaucratized society into the great poetry of the novel; he transformed a very ordinary story of a man who cannot obtain a promised job . . . into myth, into epic, into a kind of beauty never before seen.
Milan KunderaLooking out over the courtyard at the dirty walls, he realized he had no idea whether it was hysteria or love.
Milan KunderaNothing is more repugnant to me than brotherly feelings grounded in the common baseness people see in one another.
Milan Kundera