[00:05.260]"Twisting and turning beside the slumbering Tereza
[00:09.030]He recalled something she had told him a long time before in the course of an insignificant conversation.
[00:18.060]They had been talking about his friend Z,when she announced
[00:22.140]'If I hadn't met you, I'd certainly have fallen in love with him.'“
[00:27.260]Even then, her words had left Tomas in a strange state of melancholy
[00:33.120]And now he realized it was only a matter of chance that Tereza loved him and not his friend Z.
[00:42.150]Apart from her consummated love for Tomas, there were
[00:45.940]In the realm of possibility, an infinite number of unconsummated loves for other men
[00:53.950]We all reject out of hand the idea that the love of our life may be something light or weightless;
[01:03.360]We presume our love is what must be, that without it our life would no longer be the same;
[01:09.190]We feel Beethoven himself, gloomy and awe-inspiring, is playing to our own great love."
[01:16.870]love...