We all reject out of hand the idea that the love of our life may be something light or weightless. we presume our love is what must be, that without it our life would no longer be the same. we feel that Beethoven himself, gloomy and awe-inspiring, is playing the "Es muss sein!" to our own great love.
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Author: Milan Kundera