The thing that binds us together is that we have both lowered our expectations of life.
The sea was as dark as dreams and as deep as sleep.
The real question is how much suffering we’ve caused our womenfolk by turning head scarves into symbols and using women as pawns in a political game.
The gulf between the private and public views of our countrymen is evidence of the power of the state.[Celâl Salik, Milliyet]
People who make fun of everything can never truly fall in love, nor truly believe in God.
Nothing is as surprising as life. Except for writing. Except for writing. Yes, of course, except for writing, the only consolation.
It’s such a shame that we know so little about our own country, that we can’t find it in our hearts to love our own kind. Instead we admire those who show our country disrespect and betray its people.
In a city, you can be alone in a crowd, and in fact what makes the city a city is that it lets you hide the strangeness in your mind inside its teeming multitudes.
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 ideals—only people living in rich countries can enjoy such luxuries.
How much can we ever know about the love and pain in another’s heart? How much can we hope to understand those who have suffered deeper anguish, greater deprivation, and more crushing disappointments than we ourselves have known?
Heaven was the place where you kept your memories.
Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world.
