Literary tidbit: Life is Elsewhere, Milan Kundera

From time to time, I’ll post food for thought that I come across in literary works that I’m reading — works that most likely weren’t intended as manifestos for historic preservation but provide some extra-disciplinary insight into the field. This inaugural morsel is courtesy of Kundera’s account, from birth to death, of Jaromil the poet (Part 3, Section 9).

“You think that just because it’s already happened, the past is finished and unchangeable? Oh no, the past is cloaked in multicolored taffeta and every time we look at it we see a different hue.”


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