Civil wars leave nothing but tombs.

If one had but a single glance to give the world, one should gaze on Istanbul.

If they say "you have your last chance to look at the world", I wish that look would from Çamlıca of Istanbul.

There is no man more complete than the one who travelled a lot, who changed the shape of his thoughts and his life twenty times.

Sometimes, only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated.

Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.

The more I see of the representatives of the people, the more I admire my dogs.

To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.

Brutality to an animal is cruelty to mankind - it is only the difference in the victim.

If greatness of purpose, smallness of means, and astonishing results are the three criteria of a human genius, who could dare compare any great man in history with Muhammad?

Love is the enchanted dawn of every heart.

In all its beautiful, tragic fragility, there was still life.

There are no extraordinary men... just extraordinary circumstances that ordinary men are forced to deal with.

Unquestionably, the world is better off without Saddam.

Any doctrine that makes the world your friend is not your friend.

If you think and feel what you're supposed to think and feel, hard enough, it'll come out through your eyes - and the camera will see it.

You are right in demanding that an artist should take an intelligent attitude to his work, but you confuse two things: solving a problem and stating a problem correctly.

But every soil becomes finally exhausted, and the ploughshare of evil must always come once more.

The job of an actor is disclosure, not pretence!

As great enmities spring from great friendships, and mortal distempers from vigorous health, so do the most surprising and the wildest frenzies from the high and lively agitations of our souls.

where are the gods the gods hate us the gods have run away the gods have hidden in holes the gods are dead of the plague they rot and stink too there never were any gods there’s only death