The man is in his work,read it if you want to know about him.
Literature is air, and I’m suffocating in mediocrity.
Tanrı’ya karşı olduğumu sanma, dedi. Tanrı’ya inancım tamdır. Yalnız cennet ve cehenneme inanmıyorum işte. İnsanları aptal yerine koyup onları öbür dünyada cennete, ya da cehenneme gideceklerini söylemek bence saçmalığın en büyüğü.
Özgürlük, özgürlüğü için her gün mücadele edenin hakkıdır.
Why fear death? It is the most beautiful adventure in life.
I had not particularly liked the way in which he wrote about literature in Beginnings, and I was always on my guard if not outright hostile when any tincture of ‘deconstruction’ or ‘postmodernism’ was applied...
Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.
We write from life and call it literature, and literature lives because we are in it.
How to explain the sheer tingling joy one experiences when two interesting, complex, and occasionally aggravating characters have at last settled their misunderstandings and will live happily ever after, no matter what travails life might...