Ece

“Ece Ayhan'ı beğenmiyor, ama ilginç buluyordu.
"Şiirimiz için Ece önemli," diyordu.
Adnan Özyalçıner'i, Kemal Özer'i, Edip Cansever'i, Cemal Süreya'yı, Turgut Uyar'ı, Ülkü Tamer'i, daha nicesini izlemiş, okumuştu. Hepsinin de beğendiği, beğenmediği yanları vardı. Edebiyata bunca yakın oluşuna gerçekten şaşırıyordum.
"Biz edebiyattan geldik reis," dedi.”
― Erdal Öz, Deniz Gezmiş Anlatıyor

“He had been born in Mussolini’s Italy. He had survived decades in the time-warp reality of the Lotus Casino. He’d emerged in modern times disoriented and culture-shocked, arrived at Camp Half-Blood, and promptly lost his sister Bianca to a dangerous quest. He had wandered the Labyrinth in self-imposed exile, being tortured and brainwashed by a malevolent ghost. He’d overcome everyone’s distrust and emerged from the Battle of Manhattan as a hero. He’d been captured by giants during the rise of Gaea. He’d wandered Tartarus alone and somehow managed to come out alive. And through it all, he’d struggled with his upbringing as a conservative Catholic Italian male from the 1930s and finally learned to accept himself as a young gay man. Anyone who could survive all that had more resilience than Stygian iron.”
― Rick Riordan, The Tower of Nero

“At last, as the sun went down, Meg seemed to understand it was time for me to leave. “You’ll come back?” she asked. “Always,” I promised. “The sun always comes back.”
― Rick Riordan, The Tower of Nero

“I’m just trying to live my life, but it seems as if sadness always piles itself up around me. It’s in my bed, the toothbrush in my bathroom, and the memory of my cellphone. Over the past few years, I’ve wanted to move on, I’ve wanted to take hold of something I couldn’t reach. What that is, I have no idea. Not knowing where such obsessive thoughts were coming from, I simply drowned myself in my work. Then one day I realized that my heart was withering, and in it there was nothing but pain. And that my beliefs, that I once held so passionately, had completely disappeared.”
― Makoto Shinkai, 5 Centimeters Per Second