But love is what we want, not freedom. Who then is the unluckier man? The beloved, who is given his heart's desire and must for ever after fear its loss, or the free man, with his unlooked-for liberty...
Bir yere ait olmayan insanlar ne olacak?Nereye? Nereye ait olmayan?Herhangi bir yere. Herhangi bir şeye, herhangi bir kimseye. Fiziksel olarak bir bağı olmayanlar. Uzay boşluğundaki kuyrukluyıldızlar...
Being God's postman is no fun, yar.
Are you familiar, he said finally, with the Bang?The Big Bang? Luka asked. Or some other Bang I don't know about?There was only one Bang, said Nobodaddy, so the adjective Big is redundant and meaningl...
For those who value stability, who fear transience, uncertainty, change, have erected a powerful system of stigmas and taboos against rootlessness, that disruptive, anti-social force, so that we mostl...
Perhaps because my relationship with my father went through such a long, bumpy time, it's been very important for me to work to try to keep lines of communication open between my sons and myself to tr...
I dislike arranged marriages. There are some mistakes for which one should not be able to blame one's poor parents.
The great are eternally at the mercy of tiny men. And also, tiny madwomen.
Fury...sexual, Oedipal, political, magical, brutal....drives us to our finest heights and coarsest depths
If you take a look at history, you will find that the understanding of what is good and evil has always existed before the individual religions. The religions were only invented by people afterwards,...
I do not need the idea of God to explain the world I live in.
Such is the miraculous nature of the future of exiles: what is first uttered in the impotence of an overheated apartment becomes the fate of nations.
If you actually want to change your world, there is a better way of doing it than blowing yourself up.
You never know the answers to the questions of life until you are asked.
Who hopes for an hour hopes for eternity. The world in an hour. What follows is unseen.
Whenever someone who knows you disappears, you lose one version of yourself. Yourself as you were seen, as you were judged to be. Lover or enemy, mother or friend, those who know us construct us, and...
What's a „culture? Look it up. „A group of micro-organisms grown in a nutrient substance under controlled conditions. A squirm of germs on a glass slide is all, a laboratory experiment calling itself...
They lived in a great city, a metropolis of many narratives that converged briefly and then separated for ever, discovering their different dooms in that crowd of stories through which all of us, foll...
The word 'translation' comes, etymologically, from the Latin for 'bearing across'. Having been borne across the world, we are translated men. It is normally supposed that something always gets lost in...
The process of revision should be constant and endless