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“Elbette annemin ölümü benim suçumdu. Her annenin ölümü çocuğunun suçudur. Bunu hem anneler hem çocuklar bilirler. Annelerin hayatları boyunca çocuklarına defalarca, "Seni ben öldüreceksin!" demeleri bunun peşinen kabulündendir. Bir anneye sarhoş bir sürücü de çarpsa, kocası yıllarca dövdükten sonra bir gün öldürse de, kadın amansız bir hastalığa da yakalansa, fail aslında hep çocuktur. Anne doğurduğu andan itibaren ölmeye başlar, çünkü o ölmezse çocuk yaşayamaz. Bunu her doğuran bilir. Ağzı söylemez belki, ama rahmi bilir, memeleri tanır, kemikleri hatırlar. Bazı hayvanlar reddetmez bu bilgiyi, hayatta kalmak için doğurdukları yavruyu yerler umursamazca. Kendi hayvanlıklarının inkarıdır insan annelerini böyle usul usul öldüren.”
― Burçin Tetik, Annemin Kaburgası

“(What even differentiated a great and honorable war, where you were trying to secure some land by murdering people, from a shameful genocide, where you were trying to secure some land by murdering people?)”
― Elif Batuman, Either/Or

“He wanted to forget he'd ever yielded to the weakness of wanting anything. He wanted to scrub away any evidence that he existed outside his own head at all—that he was a visible object that anyone else could see and mock and judge.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“I swear with my hand on this room’s most sacred book, the alphabetized telephone directory, to speak the honest truth. Namely, that human existence is a hollow sham. And that, yes, salvation is possible. In the very beginning our hollowness was incomplete. It is we who completed it through unstinting effort, piling one struggle on top of another until every last shred of meaning was worn away. I have no intention of using my writing to detail each painstaking step in this erosion. That would be a waste of my time. Those of you who want to read about that should turn to Romain Rolland’s Jean Christophe. It is all written there.”
― Haruki Murakami, Wind/ Pinball: Two Novels