The knowledge that she could learn to love a man had always meant more to her than loving him effortlessly, more even than falling in love, and that was why she now felt that she was on the threshold...
Love is the urgency to hold fast to another and to be together in the same place. It's the desire to keep the world out by embracing another. It is the yearning to find a safe harbor for the human sou...
It was the happiest moment of my life, though I didn't know it. Had I known, had I cherished this gift, would everything have turned out differently?
I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well.
A writer is someone who spends years patiently trying to discover the second being inside him, and the world that makes him who he is. When I speak of writing, the image that comes first to my mind is...
كل شئ في البعيدِ ينتهي .
[N]othing is as surprising as life. Except for writing. Except for writing. Yes, of course, except for writing, the only consolation.
When I was far from Füsun, the world troubled me; it was a puzzle whose pieces were all out of place. The moment I saw her, they all fit back together, reminding me that the world was a beautiful, mea...
Try to discover who I am from my choice of words and colors, as attentive people like yourselves might examine footprints to catch a thief.
In a brutal country like ours, where human life is 'cheap', it's stupid to destroy yourself for the sake of your beliefs. Beliefs? High ideas? Only people in rich countries can enjoy such luxuries.
Heaven was the place where you kept alive the dreams of your memories.
Happiness means being close to the one you love, that's all. (Taking immediate possession is not necessary.)
Es algo sabido que la vida no está predeterminada y que todas las historias son una cadena de casualidades. Pero incluso los que son conscientes de esa realidad, cuando llega cierto momento de su exis...
Despite the loss they were suffering, they'd both relaxed - as people do when they realize they've run out of chances for happiness
But I think it must be easier for a girl to marry someone she doesn’t know, because the more you get to know men, the harder it is to love them.
Because, as I would always tell myself so many years later, lying here in my bed: You can't start out again in life, that's a carriage ride you only take once, but with a book in your hand, no matter...
No one recognises the happiest moment of their lives as they are living it
If a writer is to tell his own story - tell it slowly, and as if it were a story about other people - if he is to feel the power of the story rise up inside him, if he is to sit down at a table and pa...
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You can’t start out again in life, that’s a carriage ride you only take once, but with a book in your hand, no matter how confusing and perplexing it might be, once you’ve finished it, you can always...