Sometimes I would see them not as mementos of the blissful hours but as the tangible precious debris of the storm raging in my soul.
Orhan Pamuk- اسمعيني .. لا تُعاش الحياة من أجل المبادئ , بل من أجل السعادة ..
-ولكن لا أحد يُسعد دون مبادئ وإيمان
- صحيح , ولكن من الغباء أن يقضي الإنسان على حياته في سبيل معتقداته في دولة ظالمة لا تعطي قيمة للإنسان .. المبادئ والمعتقدات العظيمة هي من أجل أناس الدول الغنية .
- على العكس تماماً .. في دولة فقيرة ليس لدى الإنسان ما يتمسك به غير معتقداته .
أنت تسأل طفل لماذا يبكى؛ هو يبكى لجرح عميق بداخله لكنه يخبرك بأنه يبكى لأنه فقد برايته الزرقاء
Orhan PamukI'm a dog, and because you humans are much less rational beasts than I, you're telling yourselves, 'Dogs don't talk.' Nethertheless, you seem to believe a story in which corpses speak and characters use words they couldn't possibly know. Dogs do speak, but only to those who know how to listen.
Orhan Pamuk...every person has a star, every star has a friend, and for every person carrying a star there is someone else who reflects it, and everyone carries this reflection like a secret confidante in the heart.
Orhan PamukTag: connectedness universal-love
...when a good poet is confronted with difficult facts that he knows to be true but also are inimical to poetry, he has no choice but to flee to the margins; it was...this very retreat that allowed him to hear the hidden music that is the source of all art.
Orhan PamukTag: poets writing-poetry
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? Even if the world's rich and powerful were to put themselves in the shoes of the rest, how much would they really understand the wretched millions suffering around them? So it is when Orhan the novelist peers into the dark corners of his poet friend's difficult and painful life: How much can he really see?
Orhan PamukTag: empathy
ثمّة لحظات تمُر في حياتنا جميعاً نُدرك عند حدوثها أننا سنقضي فترة طويلة جداً دون أن ننساها
Orhan PamukTag: اسمي-أحمر
Love is a sacred silence.
Orhan PamukWhat is love?”
“I don’t know.”
“Love is the name given to the bond Kemal feels with Füsun whenever they travel along highways or sidewalks; visit houses, gardens, or rooms; or whenever he watches her sitting in tea gardens and restaurants, and at dinner tables.”
“Hmmm … that’s a lovely answer,~ But isn’t love what you feel when you can’t see me?”
“Under those circumstances, it becomes a terrible obsession, an illness.
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