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“What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms . . . or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“…çünkü yoruldum, çünkü her şeyi birbirine karıştırdım, çünkü bu dünyada gizli mezhep sorunu bile gelip beni buldu fakat sevebileceğim bir kadın, bol para, insan yakınlığı beni hiç bulamadı. Ben de üç yıl, dört ay önce acılaştım, huysuzlaştım, hiçbir şeyi beğenmez oldum; para kazanamayacağımı, insanları sevemeyeceğimi anlayınca uzaklara gittim, kimse beni bulmasın diye. Onlar da beni ciddiye aldılar, gelmediler…”
― Oğuz Atay, Korkuyu Beklerken

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

“History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows