| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4bc0df9 | She refused at first, saying it would make a mockery of their love. She loved him too much to admit that what she thought of as unforgettable could ever be forgotten. Finally, of course, she did as he asked, but without enthusiasm. The notebooks showed it: they had many empty pages, and the entries were fragmentary. | love fragmentary unforgettable pages forgotten mockery | Milan Kundera |