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Turkish Novelist
"One day, we will reach the conclusion, perhaps, that the meaning of life lies in humankind’s creative power."
"At each other the oppressed in the Taksim area, the right tu inside him, he also threw spit onto the ground, blow those, who take to the slime tree trunk, the patient faced, soggy painted, those thousand pieces falling from the face of enemies eyed, unsmiling are like each other their enemies, if they were food for each other like, he will vote each other in the eyes, ministers like they dig the wells, fearing are ashamed, they do, who fear, I, I, I, who say, these? Outgoing birds ... The birds went on ..."
"All my life, my only dream was to write a little bit more, a little bit better."
"Human remains one now and not in a hurry once more no one."
"I am against those who oppress and exploit the people. ... Whoever is preventing the happiness of the public, I am against it with my art and with my whole life."
"Birds went in, said Mahmoud. Then we never spoke. The birds have gone, well ... What will happen with the birds, the birds went away."
"At f?kar a part of what will be good, he thought. Amman hand to get things moving a little bit, a little bit of blood supply Masia, nasal air dumps. God give them the teeth are not quotes. They are such good, so innocent, immaculate, should not see the light of day in order to remain as a child. Allah does not give them that reason. So they fail."
"Boy, that was contracted into the bosom of his hands. The old man came to the child sat burning. Lush mansions in January would reduce strange shadows on the back. Based on these shadow man, what goes through your head child could understand. The old man in a long time does not stop, we stare into the shadows displaced according to Lean."
"Friends will be, the enemy will be until the end, until the root of friends, became extinct people will be enemies. Living like this weed, also took five soaking who sold him what could be friends, soaked, how can the enemy to death."
"He's good people that ride nice horses and they have gone."
"Stored in their interior, they do not see the tip of the nose. Stored on, they have their dark tolerated. They rescued in front of this new mosque, waiting to get rid of the tiny fly right over that dirty throat, bright, they saw me struggling in the kafester birdie on? Riding on the back of each other, each other are going to stink of darkness."
"The human body is not up to the universe, the wind up space."
"This old woman who had died in those days all lament. The women I spoke, Oh it was the right event, they said, you could have written this lament, but two or three days. They told all the details of the contents of the Requiem. Come on, everything in six months, everything was missed. Flowers, trees, leaves, birds, butterflies, insects, everything, everything was missed. Against the back of the mountain, plateau, rugs tissue that ?sdar, late as roads, springs, trout, gravel, had come to see everything. Loot I lament the feelings of a large temperature stuck even human, longing expressed, is a masterpiece of lyricism."
"We have come from Khorasan, in the back of the horse ... a lot of work on our gecti the press. The women, did not touch the children. Love to, did not touch the hearts. Mothers did not hurt. This is our ritual."
"On the stairs ... like ... I want to sleep until the morning, so ... I cannot sleep."
"Now here next year, look for those who tan without dikenlig the site cannot ugly apartment buildings, villas will rise. Flaunt each other in the streets alone, money money, single people to save money, will strut their humanity forgotten creatures. Cars hundred fifty to two hundred miles on London asphalt in going into people crushed here ... Maybe birds are very deep, old instinct here, then that will be cut on the following tall plane will undergo sky, a moment to be looking for something paused, to try to remember something concrete piles will be around in piles on top of the house, could not find a place to take their heads as they went off to put away the grief."
"Then they Seyhan their behalf, it becomes a mighty water. Each water is so bright that, if water is not flowing light. Dip the book is read into the fall."