The Girl in the Tree

by Şebnem İşigüzel

You only really die when there isn’t a single person left on the earth who remembers you.”

two feelings that are the foundation of life: love and humiliation.

We discover who we really are through others, which is why we are better at understanding other people than ourselves.

wished that the human mind was like a bathroom faucet. That it could be shut off with the turn of a knob. That memories wouldn’t rush in like a flood.

Once, my grandma told me that she’d go to the park to think to the end those things she didn’t need to be thinking about.

Sometimes we talk about the most trivial things in order to avoid speaking about the most important. We ramble on like we’ve got diarrhea of the mouth. All so that those critical things will get mixed in, and then drown.

some of our memories are fake, crafted by our minds. Intelligence.

Because life isn’t what we experience. It’s how we remember it.”

Gossip is like an insect, scuttling around as fast as a cockroach.