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I was visiting a butterfly exhibition and found myself fascinated by these creatures' characteristic delicacy and lightness. I then started thinking about Milan Kundera's novel "The Unbearable Lightness of Being." Let me quote its final scene—
"Tomas turned the key and switched on the ceiling light. Tereza saw two beds pushed together, one of them flanked by a bedside table and lamp. Up out of the lampshade, startled by the overhead light, flew a large nocturnal butterfly that began circling the room. The strains of the piano and violin rose up weakly from below."
And there they were in front of me, Kundera's own butterflies. I could almost hear the music.