#czech

I go to Prague every year if I can, value my relationships there like gold, and feel myself in a sense Czech, with all their hopes and needs. They are a people I not only love, but admire. ↗

— Ellis Peters

#czech #every #feel #go #gold

Nebylo tu nic pořádného k snědku, bylo to jenom velké akvárium, jehož stěny tvořily místo skleněných tabulí ze dvou stran břehy, dole písek, a nahoře nebe. A kolem dokola kvetly pomněnky a říkali vzpomínej. ↗

— Ota Pavel

#fish #food #memories #food

nic jiného není lidský život než bytí k smrti ↗

— Ladislav Fuks

#death #death

Why should I be frightened of dying? I did not know what death truly was; no one did. Who had made dying a bad word? Yes, it was universally considered awful—unwanted, painful, feared—because when it happened it stopped us from moving and being, and we interpreted that as if something had ended. But what if it were actually a beautiful experience? What if, with death, something actually began instead? ↗

— Charles Novacek

#memoir #age

Regarding 'Ferris Bueller,' I was in the Czech Republic once, in Prague, making a movie at the same time as Jeffrey Jones, who played the principal, who was making a different movie. The Super Bowl was going to be playing at this bar at midnight, so we decided we would go watch the Super Bowl at this bar at midnight in Prague together. ↗

— Edie McClurg

#bowl #czech #czech republic #decided #different

But bread is different. I come from Czechoslovakia, where we eat lots of it, so it's hard to say no. I can't even have one piece, because when I start, I don't stop. ↗

— Daniela Pestova

#bread #come #czechoslovakia #different #eat

[Large countries'] patriotism is different: they are buoyed by their glory, their importance, their universal mission. The Czechs loved their country not because it was glorious but because it was unknown; not because it was big but because it was small and in constant danger. Their patriotism was an enormous compassion for their country. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#patriotism #love

I am not worthy of my suffering. A great sentence. It suggests not only that suffering is the basis of the self, its sole indubitable ontological proof, but also that it is the one feeling most worthy of respect; the value of all values. ↗

— Milan Kundera

#metaphysical #romantic-fiction #respect

Because of my parents' love of democracy, we came to America after being driven twice from our home in Czechoslovakia - first by Hitler and then by Stalin. ↗

— Madeleine Albright

#america #because #being #came #czechoslovakia

My parents were of the generation who thought they were the children of a free Czechoslovakia, the only democracy in central Europe. ↗

— Madeleine Albright

#children #czechoslovakia #democracy #europe #free