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It May Not Happen In The First Instant, But Within Ten Minutes Of Meeting A Man, A Woman Has A Clear Idea Of Who He Is, Or At Least Who He Might Be For Her, And Her Heart Of Hearts Has Already Told Her Whether Or Not She's Going To Fall In Love With Him.

To Savour Istanbul's Back Streets, To Appreciate The Vines And Trees That Endow Its Ruins With Accidental Grace, You Must, First And Foremost, Be A Stranger To Them.

The Gap Between Compassion And Surrender Is Love’s Darkest, Deepest Region.

In A Brutal Country Like Ours, Where Human Life Is 'cheap', It's Stupid To Destroy Yourself For The Sake Of Your Beliefs. Beliefs? High Ideas? Only People In Rich Countries Can Enjoy Such Luxuries.

Heroic Dreams Are The Consolation Of The Unhappy. After All, When People Like Us Say We're Being Heroic, It Usually Means We're About To Kill Each Other--or Kill Ourselves.