Now Everyone Is Prouder And Poorer

I Don’t Like To Make Strong Statements. I Want To Write Strong Novels … I Keep My Deep Radical Things For My Novels.

My Hero Wants To Belong Too, But He Doesn't Want To Give Up All The Things He Came To Value In The West.

I Am Nothing But A Corpse Now, A Body At The Bottom Of A Well.

Hüzün Does Not Just Paralyze The Inhabitants Of Instanbul, It Also Gives Them Poetic License To Be Paralyzed.

With The Death Of My Father, It Wasn't Just The Objects Of Everyday Life That Had Changed; Even The Most Ordinary Street Scenes Had Become Irreplaceable Mementos Of A Lost World Whose Every Detail Figured In The Meaning Of The Whole.