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“[…] gratitude isn’t something that you must make an effort to feel.”

“[…] and what you do say when you just let things say themselves, when you let the body alone, to seek and find and take what it likes, and then everything is right, and nothing’s wasted, the waste is covered over and all is swept away in the torrent, in the force of desire.”

“I’ve never written, though I thought I wrote, never loved, though I thought I loved, never done anything but wait outside the closed door.”

“Güzelliğinden ya da kendimi çok yakın hissettiğim hareketlerinden ve teninden sızan bir ışık, bana dünyanın gitmem gereken merkezinin onun yanı olduğunu hatırlatıyordu.”

“There are people you can’t teach to appreciate beauty. They’re subhuman.”

“[…] not because he’s handsome, Nelly, but because he’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, […]”

“It is difficult,” I added, “to inspire love in a tomb.”
“One must create the opportunities one can,” he replied oddly.

“Listening to her Ophélie, one wondered if Shakespeare had left his resting place in the Elysian Fields to help her rehearse Hamlet…”

"Çünkü Aşk, ne çöl gibi devinimsiz durmaktan, ne rüzgâr gibi dünyayi dolaşmaktam, ne de senin gibi her şeyi uzaktan görmekten ibarettir. Aşk, Evren'in Ruhu'nu değiştiren ve geliştiren güçtür.”

“Çünkü insanlar resimlerin ve sözcüklerin büyüsüne kapılıp sonunda Evren’in Dili’ni unuturlar.”

“Çünkü hayat, yaşamakta olduğumuz andan ibarettir ve sadece budur.”

“I am alone for ever in this room where the light burns all night long and the professional faces of strangers, without warmth or pity, glance at me through the half open door. I wait, I wait, between the wall and the bitter medicine in the glass. What am I waiting for? […]

I had a friend, a lover. It was a dream.”

“Shall I be able to endure my self-condemnation now? But that is only a rhetorical question, because, although it is difficult to live with so much unhappiness and so many failures, to die seems to be harder still.”

“At this point of his effort man stands face to face with the irrational. He feels within him his longing for happiness and for reason. The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence of the world. […] The irrational, the human nostalgia, and the absurd […]”

“We must all allow ourselves the fantasy of projection time to time, a chance to clothe ourselves in the imaginary gowns and tails of what has never been and never will be.”

“In his forty-third year William Stoner learned what others, much younger, had learned before him: that the person one loves at first is not the person one loves at last, and that love is not an end but a process through which one person attempts to know another.”

“Life, like a dome of many-colored glass,
Stains the white radiance of eternity,
Until Death tramples it to fragments.”

“That night, for the first time, I felt clearly that the soul is flesh as well, perhaps more volatile, more diaphanous, perhaps freer, but flesh all the same. And the flesh is soul, somewhat turgid perhaps, somewhat exhausted by its long journeys, and bowed under the burden it has inherited.”

“As I watched the seagulls, I thought: “That’s the road to take; find the absolute rhythm and follow it with absolute trust.”

“Who then created this labyrinth of hesitation, this temple of presumption, this pitcher of sin, this field sown with a thousand deceptions, this gateway to Hell, this basket overflowing with artfulness, this poison which tastes like honey, this bond which chains mortals to the earth: woman?”

“I had fallen so low that, if I had had to choose between falling in love with a woman and reading a book about love, I should have chosen the book.”

“As for me, I often forget, I disparage myself, I lose my way, my faith is a mosaic of unbelief. Sometimes I feel I should like to make a bargain: to live one brief minute and give the rest of my life in exchange. But you keep a firm hold on the helm and you never forget, even in the sweetest moments of this life, towards which destination you have set your course.”