I Believe That It Isn't

Istanbul Is A Vast Place. There Are Very Conservative Neighbourhoods, There Are Places That Are Upper Class, Westernised, Consuming Western Culture.

What Was The Difference Between Love And The Agony Of Waiting? Like Love, The Agony Of Waiting Began In The Muscles And Somewhere Around The Upper Belly But Soon Spread Out To The Chest, The Thighs, And The Forehead, To Invade The Entire Body With Numbing Force.

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

My Diary Has Its Own Kind Of Magic. It Gives Me The Feeling Of Having Accomplished Something. On Days When I Don't Have Time For This, I Feel Tortured.

It's Very Gratifying To Me To See My Works Bringing People Closer To My Country.