Love is selfless by definition. Yet we have degraded it to a selfish feeling. Do you love someone, or do you love being loved? From family to friends and partners, our culture makes us believe that the focus lies on ourselves. And the consequence of it is an enormous amount of unnecessary suffering. One of my favourite parts of The Unbearable Lightness of Being is a dictionary that Milan Kundera includes in his novel to show the radically opposite understanding of simple notions that the couple Franz and Sabina has, leading to fatal communication failures. Love is omnipresent in our culture yet causes devastating harm. The more I experience this, the less I feel I need it.

The book is a pleasure to read and a source of deep wisdom