Actually, It's The Other Way

My Unhappiness Protects Me From Life.

I Don't Want To Be A Tree; I Want To Be Its Meaning.

Without Patience And The Skill Of A Craftsman, Even The Greatest Talent Is Wasted.

National Consciousness Is Truly A Miraculous Thing. When I Am Not In Turkey I Feel Even More Turkish Than In Istanbul. But When I'm Home My European Side Becomes More Apparent.

How Much Can We Ever Know About The Love And Pain In Another Heart? How Much Can We Hope To Understand Those Who Have Suffered Deeper Anguish, Greater Deprivation, And More Crushing Disappointments Than We Ourselves Have Known?