The moments that precede sleep are very similar to death. We are filled by a torpor and it is impossible to know when the 'I' takes on a different form. Our dreams are our second life. I am incapable of going through the doors that lead us to that invisible world without a shiver.

“O kadar müthiş bir güzellik yaşadım ki, her yerde aşkı görüyorum, bir şizofreni…”

“gözyaşları ruhun kanıdır,demiş biri,şimdi gördüğümde buydu,çünkü bir tünele gir…”

“The search for peace is a form of prayer that generates light and heat.Forget a…”

“During sex, it is very difficult to deceive the other person because that is wh…”