Venice, Italy. 1997. Piazza San Marco.
Books tend to define memorable moments of my life… I just stumbled across this Milan Kundera quote and it’s feeding my nostalgia (I was reading The Unbearable Lightness of Being on my first looooong 2 month trip to Europe).
Makes me want to hit the road again (what doesn’t)!
“The dreams are eloquent, but they are also beautiful. That aspect seems to have escaped Freud in his theory of dreams. Dreaming is not merely an act of communication (or coded communication, if you like); it is also an aesthetic activity, a game of the imagination, a game that is a value in itself. Our dreams prove that to imagine – to dream about things that have not happened – is among mankind’s deepest needs.”
The Unbearable Lightness of Being, p59, Milan Kundera, 1 April 1929