O rahibeleri bu yüzden sevmiştim. Anlıyordunuz, her seyden önce, onlar hiç bir zaman öyle şatafatlı yerlerde yemek yemezlerdi. Onların hiç bir zaman şatafatlı bir yerde yemeğe gitmediklerini düşününce felaket üzüldüm.

The literary text seems like “a fortified medieval town –foreigners and outsiders are repelled, or allowed in only after rigorous checks, but within all is bustling life; exchange, mutual interdependence and influence are the rule.

The vast majority of us imagine ourselves as like literature people or math people. But the truth is that the massive processor known as the human brain is neither a literature organ or a math...

Il (Georges Perros) avait une voix sonore et lumineuse, un peu feutrée, qui remplissait parfaitement le volume des classes, comme elle aurait comblé un amphi, un thé tre, le champ de Mars, sans que jamais...

I had lines inside me, a string of guiding lights. I had language. Fiction and poetry are doses, medicines. What they heal is the rupture reality makes on the imagination. I had been damaged, and...

People don’t expect too much from literature. They just want to know they’re not alone with being confused.

Whom boasts about his happiness, cause doesn’t got it!

The poet, however, uses these two crude, primitive, archaic forms of thought (simile and metaphor) in the most uninhibited way, because his job is not to describe nature, but to show you a world completely...

Skyler! Bliss! Show Daddy and Mummy what you’ve just opened, please! And save the little cards, so you know who gave such nice things to you

He did recall that the summer after graduating from college before he joined the state police he had read Shakespeare. It was the pure language that stupefied him. He would be in a diner reading...

Two adolescent girls on a hot summer night–hardly the material of great literature, which tends to endow all male experience (that of those twin brothers who found themselves adrift so many years ago in the...

sou dessa gente meticulosanos dedos cheia de zelosnos moldes da argamassa bem mais translúcida vidraça

It was literature in its finest sense, since it made Unk courageous, watchful, and secretly free.

Starting over can be the scariest thing in the entire world, whether it’s leaving a lover, a school, a team, a friend or anything else that feels like a core part of our identity but...

Ist nicht eigentliches Ziel von Roman und Museum, unsere Erinnerungen so aufrichtig wie möglich zu erzählen und dadurch unser Glück in das Glück anderer zu verwandeln?

Orlando said it was important for scientists to have minds kept open by literature, and souls touched by the creativity of art.

The house was the color of baby vomit.

Though it’s true that (dictionary-maker Samuel) Johnson sometimes seem to feel that the language was in decline, he didn’t rail against it with (Jonathan) Swift’s anger. Instead, he hoped the example of his dictionary would...

Very broadly, literature concerns itself with the internal, cinema with the external.

I watched the shadow of our plane hastening below us across hedges and fences, rows of poplars and canals … Nowhere, however, was a single human being to be seen. No matter whether one is...

(the modern writer’s aim is) general revelation by suggestion (and) making a very tiny part do for a whole.

Literature is a term that cannot be applied to writings or poems that reel off tales that are false. It should not emerge from the egotistic fancies of the individual.

It perhaps might be said–if any one dared–that the most worthless literature of the world has been that which has been written by the men of one nation concerning the men of another.

I control the world so long as I can name it. Which is why children must chase language before they do anything else, tame the wilderness by describing it, challenge God by learning His hundred...

Burnout at its deepest level is not the result of some train wreck of examinations, long call shifts, or poor clinical evaluations. It is the sum total of hundreds and thousands of tiny betrayals of...

Valuing a writer only for their diversity, but not their humanity or talent – that’s tokenism.

Fiction is like a spider’s web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.

I can’t bear literary snobbery.

It seemed as if the mountains, wave after wave of them, were like the sea, going outward forever into distance, till, far away, they became engulfed in clouds, and joined—mountain and sky in one. Standing...

Modern literature is a north-east wind–a blight of the human soul. I take credit to myself for having helped to make it so. The way to produce fine fruit is to blight the flower. You...

The digital sunset always looks better than the real thing, always. Because a sunset generated by the basic package of yellow sun and blue sky is unreliable. Today it may be stunning, hypnotic. Tomorrow it...

Few pleasures, for the true reader, rival the pleasure of browsing unhurriedly among books: old books, new books, library books, other people’s books, one’s own books – it does not matter whose or where. Simply...

The African continent has so many stories to tell, it’s about time they are told, by them – not us.

Life happened because I turned the pages.

Big writers become a kind of shared climate.

Mal denen şeye kendi varlığımız ya da halkın varlığı gibi tuhaf bir ad koymuşuz. Üstelik varlığını kaybetmek insanlar arasında ayıp ve budalalık sayılmış.

Büyükanne daima “Kızağını yazdan, arabanı kıştan hazırla” derdi.

Words are a puzzle; put them together the right way and you get something beautiful.

Within a week I walked the streets of Tel-Aviv, I wandered around Budapest and found myself admiring the Architecture of Paris. That’s the power of great literature.

What people value in their books—and thus what they count as literature—really tells you more about them than it does about the book.

In the essence of truth lies deceit.

The world is God’s salvation.

Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed.

The enduring rapture with magic and fable has always struck me as latently childish and somehow sexless (and thus also related to childlessness).

When magic through nerves and reason passes, Imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.

To go against the grain is the secret of bravery.

Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.

Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.

If you could have walked on the planet before humans lived here, maybe the Ivory Coast would have seemed more beautiful than La Côte d’Azur.

Existence is the end of endless eternity without a beginning or an end.