Book Review: Ignorance

Finished Ignorance by Milan Kundera (#6). The book was about two Czech emigrants who returned to their home country when the Communism dissolved.

Their rootlessness and lack of attachment mirrors the drifting sentiments that I’ve felt — that I no longer belong anywhere. It struck me that I'm an emigrant as well, half-breeds in this world, unaccepted by either of the sides. We enjoy a strange of liberalisation and feel above the crowd, unique, free; yet we contradict ourselves craving to be rooted down, to feel the reassuring solidity of earth instead of walking on ephemereal air.

"The air is so soft and fragile, you can walk barefoot on broken glass"
Ignorance, Milan Kundera