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“ilk sevgilim çikolata kokardı.
Son sevgilim ölüm.
(Aradakilerin kokusu yoktu.)
Ben ölüm kokan son sevgilimi sevdim en çok.”
― Mina Urgan, Bir Dinozorun Anıları

“Çünkü herkesin ara sıra yoğun mutluluk anları vardır ama, sürekli olarak kişisel mutluluk peşinden
koşmak, bir kepazelikten başka bir şey değildir. Böyle bir dünyada, bunca felâket, bunca yoksulluk,
bunca haksızlık ortasında, ancak inekler kadar kafasız ve duyarsız olanlar -yani gerçekten insan
sayılamayacak yaratıklar- kişisel açıdan mutlu olabilirler.”
― Mîna Urgan, Bir Dinozorun Anıları

“Ölüler çiçek açar Toprağın altında. Haberler gelmez olur, Kapı zilleri çalmaz, Telefonlar susar. Ama
ölüler şarkı söyler Toprağın altından. Ölüler seslenirler bize Denizlerin derinlerinden. Ölüler top top
ateş olup yanarlar Gecelerin karanlığında Ölüler hep çiçek açarlar Toprağın altında.”
― Mîna Urgan, Bir Dinozorun Anıları

“Sonunda astı kendini Karadut ağacına. O ağacın kökleri Hepimizin yüreğine dalmıştı. Hep birlikte
yemiştik meyvelerini, Hep birlikte gülmüştük gölgesinde. Ama o, tek başına astı kendini Karadut
ağacına.”
― Mîna Urgan, Bir Dinozorun Anıları

“You know what I think?" she says. "That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They're all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed 'em to the fire, they're all just paper. The fire isn't thinking 'Oh, this is Kant,' or 'Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition,' or 'Nice tits,' while it burns. To the fire, they're nothing but scraps of paper. It's the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories: there's no distinction--they're all just fuel.”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark

“But why should you be interested in me?"
Good question. I can’t explain it myself right this moment. But maybe – just maybe – if we start getting together and talking, after a while something like Francis Lai’s soundtrack music will start playing in the background, and a whole slew of concrete reasons why I’m interested in you will line up out of nowhere. With luck, it might even snow for us.”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark

“Let me tell you something, Mari. The ground we stand on looks solid enough, but if something happens it can drop right out from under you. And once that happens, you've had it: things'll never be the same. All you can do is go on, living alone down there in the darkness...”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark

“With luck, it might even snow for us.”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark

“I've had sex with lots of guys, but I think I did it mostly out of fear. I was scared not to have somebody putting his arms around me, so I could never say no. That's all. Nothing good ever came of sex like that. All it does is grind down the meaning of life a piece at a time.”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark

“But even though I was with my father again, I never felt really secure deep down. I don't know how to put it exactly, but things were never really settled inside me. I always had this feeling like, I don't know, like somebody was putting something over on me, like my real father had disappeared forever and, to fill the gap, some other guy was sent to me in his shape.”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark

“I am me and not me.”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark

“Pronounce a lover 'perfect' can only be a sign that we have failed to understand them. We can claim to have begun to know someone only when they have substantially disappointed us.”
― Alain de Botton, The Course of Love

“At the heart of sulk lies a confusing mixture of intense anger and an equally intense desire not to communicate what one is angry about. The sulker both desperately needs the other person to understand and yet remains utterly committed to doing nothing to help them do so. The very need to explain forms the kernel of the insult: if the partner requires an explanation, he or she is clearly not worth of one. We should add that it is a privilege to be the recipient of a sulk: it means the other person respects and trusts us enough to think we should understand their unspoken hurt. It is one of the odder gifts of love.”
― Alain de Botton, The Course of Love

“We believe we are seeking happiness in love, but what we are really after is familiarity. We are looking to re-create, within our adult relationships, the very feelings we knew so well in childhood and which were rarely limited to just tenderness and care. The love most of us will have tasted early on came entwined with other, more destructive dynamics: feelings of wanting to help an adult who was out of control, of being deprived of a parent’s warmth or scared of his or her anger, or of not feeling secure enough to communicate our trickier wishes.

How logical, then, that we should as adults find ourselves rejecting certain candidates not because they are wrong but because they are a little too right—in the sense of seeming somehow excessively balanced, mature, understanding, and reliable—given that, in our hearts, such rightness feels foreign and unearnt. We chase after more exciting others, not in the belief that life with them will be more harmonious, but out of an unconscious sense that it will be reassuringly familiar in its patterns of frustration.”
― Alain de Botton, The Course of Love

“bir ilişkinin başarısını sırf çiftin beraber ne kadar mutlu olduğuna bakarak değil, her bir partnerin bir ilişkide olmama fikrini ne kadar dert ettiğini de göz önünde bulundurarak değerlendirmek gerekir.”
― Alain de Botton, The Course of Love

“Ebeveynlerin sevgisi ve anlayışı yeterli olsa, insan olduğu yerde sayar ve zamanla soyu tükenirdi. Türün hayatta kalması, çocukların nihayetinde bundan bıkmasına dayanır. Daha tatmin edici sevgi ve heyecan kaynakları bulma umuduyla dünyaya atılmalarına bağlıdır.”
― Alain de Botton

“Bu çağın garipliklerinden biri, arkadaşlık kurmanın en kolay yolunun genelde karşınızdakinden soyunmasını istemek olması.”
― Alain de Botton, The Course of Love

“Hayatta kalma histerisinin hakim olduğu toplum
bir ölememişler toplumudur.”
― Byung-Chul Han, La società senza dolore: Perché abbiamo bandito la sofferenza dalle nostre vite