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“What is the purpose of writing? For me personally, it is really to explain the mystery of life, and the mystery of life includes, of course, the personal, the political, the forces that make us what we are while there's another force from inside battling to make us something else.”
― Nadine Gordimer

“You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.”
― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

“One person's greatest regret is another person's greatest memory.”
― Angela Lam Turpin

“But the game involves only male names. Because, if it's a girl, Laila has already named her”
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

“‎I know you're still young but I want you to understand and learn this now. Marriage can wait, education cannot. You're a very very bright girl. Truly you are. You can be anything you want Laila. I know this about you. And I also know that when this war is over Afghanistan is going to need you as much as its men maybe even more. Because a society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated Laila. No chance.”
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

“Though there were moments of beauty, Mariam knew for the most part that life had been unkind to her.”
― Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

“To pretend, I actually do the thing: I have therefore only pretended to pretend.”
― Jacques Derrida

“The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes.”
― Nikolai V. Gogol

“A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“And O there are days in this life, worth life and worth death.”
― Charles Dickens, Our Mutual Friend

“Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it."

She dropped her head again on Marius' knees, and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from another world:--

"And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.”
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

“Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“What do you read, my lord?
Hamlet: Words, words, words.
Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord?
Hamlet: Between who?
Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.”
― William Shakespeare

“I'm not prepared for Rue's family. Her parents, whose faces are still fresh with sorrow. Her fiver younger siblings, who resemble her so closely. The slight builds, the luminous brown eyes. They form a flock of small dark birds.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“That philosophy died yesterday, since Hegel or Marx, Nietzsche, or Heidegger—and philosophy should still wander toward the meaning of its death—or that it has always lived knowing itself to be dying... that philosophy died one day, within history, or that it has always fed on its own agony, on the violent way it opens history by opposing itself to nonphilosophy, which is its past and its concern, its death and wellspring; that beyond the death, or dying nature, of philosophy, perhaps even because of it, thought still has a future, or even, as is said today, is still entirely to come because of what philosophy has held in store; or, more strangely still, that the future itself has a future—all these are unanswerable questions. By right of birth, and for one time at least, these are problems put to philosophy as problems philosophy cannot resolve.”
― Jacques Derrida, Writing and Difference

“Do what is right, not what is easy nor what is popular.”
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart

“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.”
― Orhan Pamuk, My Name Is Red

“هنالك جانب بريء في الإنسان يجعله يرى همومه همومَ آخرين، ويذرف الدموع من أجلها، وهذا ما جعلني أشعر بالطيب عندما احتضنني قرة. ولكن هذه المرة بقي الطيب بيننا عندما تعانقنا، فهو لا يصل إلى محيط أعدائنا من حولنا أبداً.”
― أورهان باموق, My Name Is Red

“El color es el tacto del ojo, la música de los sordos, una palabra en la oscuridad.”
― Orhan Pamuk, My Name Is Red

“Asıl olan hikâyedir. [...] Güzel bir resim bir hikâyeyi zarafetle tamamlar.”
― Orhan Pamuk, My Name Is Red

“There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“Who would then deny that when I am sipping tea in my tearoom I am swallowing the whole universe with it and that this very moment of my lifting the bowl to my lips is eternity itself transcending time and space?”
― Daisetz Teitaro Suzuki, Zen and Japanese Culture