Quotes from Orhan Pamuk

Mang theo má»™t cu?n sách trong túi hay gi? xách c?a b?n, nh?t là nh?ng khi bu?n, là s? h?u má»™t th? giá»›i khác, má»™t th? giá»›i có th? mang l?i cho b?n ni?m vui.

But as nothing, western or local, came to fill the void, the great drive to westernize amounted mostly to the erasure of the past; the effect on culture was reductive and stunting, leading families like mine, otherwise glad of republican progress, to furnish their houses like museums.

I had melancholy thoughts . . . a strangeness in my mind, A feeling that I was not for that hour, Nor for that place. —William Wordsworth, The Prelude

they were no longer quite sure what they should be laughing at or objecting to.

PriveÈ™te-l în adâncul ochilor; are o inim? ca de copil, atât de curat?, atât de singuratic?!

In Turkish we have a special tense that allows us to distinguish hearsay from what we've seen with our own eyes; when we are relating dreams, fairy tales, or past events we could not have witnessed, we use this tense.

My dark beloved, my troubled hero, were you unable to sleep for thinking of me the whole night? Is that why the blush has left your face?

Ljubav je ?ovjekova želja da unato? mogu?nostima koje mu se nude voli samo jednu osobu i da ta osoba voli njega, ona je dakle osje?aj koji ga ?ini sretnim.

There was scattered applause from the back, from people presumably in the habit of clapping at anything—or perhaps they were scared.

Pictura este t?cerea min?ii, muzica ochiului.

Ölümün kaç?n?lmaz olduÄŸunu anlay?nca aÄŸlamaya baÅŸlad?m.

Art?k bütün hayat?m seninkine baÄŸl?.

It could be true that there was another realm hidden within this one and that he might be able to walk and ponder his way into it if he allowed his secret other self to emerge.

Havadan sudan söz ettikten ve gerekli bilgi formlar?n? titizlikle doldurduktan sonra, sorunumu sorunca, doktora, bir an, sevgilimi kaybettiÄŸim için kendimi uzaya yollanm?? bir köpek gibi yaln?z hissettiÄŸimi söylemek geldi içimden...

KusursuzluÄŸu küçük ÅŸeyler oluÅŸturur; ama kusursuzluk küçük bir ÅŸey deÄŸildir.

As my actual value drops, however, my metaphorical value increases—proof that poetry is consolation to life's miseries. But despite all such heartless comparison and thoughtless slander, I've realized that a large majority do sincerely love me. In this age of hatred, such heartfelt—even impassioned—affection ought to gladden us all. —Counterfeit Gold Coin

Oysa bütün katiller, san?ld???n?n aksine, inançs?zlardan deÄŸil, fazla inananlardan ç?kar.

A felicidade que sentira apenas alguns instantes antes agora dava lugar a uma terrível certeza de que a iria perder

The "sage of love" within me (acquired from who knew what egregious experience) was crowing about Füsun's misstep: By speaking too sincerely, she had lost. From this reaction I deduced that my jealous worries and obsessions would soon subside.

Your Eyes Are Like Ensorcelled Arrows

En Estambul, la amargura es tanto un importante sentimiento de la música local y un término fundamental de la poesía como una manera de ver la vida, una actitud mental y lo que supone el material que hace a la ciudad ser lo que es.

I thought: I am most completely myself when nobody's watching. I had only just begun to discover this truth. When there is no one to observe us, the other self we keep hidden inside can come out and do as it pleases. But when you have a father near enough to keep an eye on you, that second self remains buried within.

Ferhat came in one evening with a book called Examples of Beautiful Love Letters and How to Write Them. To make sure they took it seriously, he read a selection of possible forms of address out loud, but Mevlut always found reason to object. He couldn't address Rayiha as "Ma'am." Both "Dear Ma'am" and "Little Lady" sounded equally strange. (Still, the word "little" definitely worked.)

I wait and wait, as though something is going to happen, as though someone has promised to come, as though the world could show me something new...