The Bastard of Istanbul

by Elif Shafak

Then she murmured, “You’re fascinated with history.” “And you aren’t?” drawled Armanoush, her voice conveying both disbelief and scorn. “What’s the use of it?” was Asya’s curt answer. “Why should I know anything about the past? Memories are too much of a burden.”

For the record, I think knowing history is essential. IMHO, Asya is a shallow fool.