It takes so little, so infinitely little, for a person
to cross the border beyond which everything loses meaning: love,
convictions, faith, history. Human life - and herein lies its secret -
takes place in the immediate proximity of that border, even in direct
contact with it; it is not miles away, but a fraction of an inch.
- Milan Kundera
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting
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