The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary — Milan Kundera, Immortality
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The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary death in the purity of the waters.

— Milan Kundera, Immortality
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