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  • #1
    Cahit Zarifoğlu
    “Bir şehir gibi kalabalıktır,
    Bazılarının yalnızlığı”
    Cahit Zarifoğlu

  • #2
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “I exist.’ In thousands of agonies — I exist. I’m tormented on the rack — but I exist! Though I sit alone in a pillar — I exist! I see the sun, and if I don’t see the sun, I know it’s there. And there’s a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #3
    Oscar Wilde
    “Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
    By each let this be heard,
    Some do it with a bitter look,
    Some with a flattering word,
    The coward does it with a kiss,
    The brave man with a sword!

    Some kill their love when they are young,
    And some when they are old;
    Some strangle with the hands of Gold:
    The kindest use a knife, because
    The dead so soon grow cold.

    Some love too little, some too long,
    Some sell and others buy;
    Some do the deed with many tears,
    And some without a sigh:
    For each man kills the thing he loves,
    Yet each man does not die.”
    Oscar Wilde, Selected Poems of Oscar Wilde including the Ballad of Reading Gaol

  • #4
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “I am too young and I've loved you too much.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #5
    Charles Bukowski
    “You have to die a few times before you can really
    live.”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #6
    Charles Bukowski
    “purple does something strange to me”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #7
    Sylvia Plath
    “And I sit here without identity: faceless. My head aches.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #8
    Stefan Zweig
    “Sen, beni asla, asla tanımayan, bir su birikintisinin yanından geçercesine yanımdan geçip giden, bir taşa basarcasına üstüme basan, hep, ama hep yoluna devam eden ve beni sonsuz bir bekleyiş içerisinde bırakan sen, kimsin ki benim için?”
    Stefan Zweig, Letter from an Unknown Woman and Other Stories



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