Actually, it's the other way round. In a poor country, the only consolation people can have is the one that comes from their beliefs.

Life can't be all that bad,' i'd think from time to time. 'Whatever happens, i can always take a long walk along the Bosphorus.

Tell me then, does love make one a fool or do only fools fall in love?

Before my birth there was infinite time, and after my death, inexhaustible time. I never thought of it before: I'd been living luminously between two eternities of darkness.

I read a book one day and my whole life was changed.

Dogs do speak, but only to those who know how to listen.

Life is beautiful if you are on the road to somewhere

For if a lover's face survives emblazoned on your heart, the world is still your home.

Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world.

To savour Istanbul's back streets, to appreciate the vines and trees that endow its ruins with accidental grace, you must, first and foremost, be a stranger to them.

After all, a woman who doesn't love cats is never going to be make a man happy.

All my contemporaries—hundred-and-fivers or convicts—will tell you how we livedin barely sentient fear, raisingchildren for the executioner, prison, or the torture chamber.

You have to find the peace and patience within yourself to be a model and an example to others and not judge.

Fantasy should be as close as possible to journalism.

I, who thought to sink, was caught up into love, and taught the whole of life in a new rhythm.

I think I'd be depressed if everything were nearly all known, but I don't feel any danger of that happening.

Work-life balance was a mistake from the start. Because we don't really want balance. We want satisfaction.

People are best judged by their actions

That man is but of the lower part of the world that is not brought up to business and affairs.

There can be no effective control of corporations while their political activity remains.

After eating an entire bull, a mountain lion felt so good he started roaring. He kept it up until a hunter came along and shot him... The moral: When you're full of bull, keep your mouth shut.