What was venerated as style was nothing more than an imperfection or flaw that revealed the guilty hand. Orhan Pamuk More Quotes by Orhan Pamuk More Quotes From Orhan Pamuk Tell me then, does love make one a fool or do only fools fall in love? Orhan Pamuk falling-in-lovedoefall The beauty and mystery of this world only emerges through affection, attention, interest and compassion . . . open your eyes wide and actually see this world by attending to its colors, details and irony. Orhan Pamuk coloreyecompassion 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 infinite-timedarknesstwo 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? Orhan Pamuk crushpaindisappointment I read a book one day and my whole life was changed. Orhan Pamuk readinginspirationalbook Any intelligent person knows that life is a beautiful thing and that the purpose of life is to be happy," said my father as he watched the three beauties. "But it seems only idiots are ever happy. How can we explain this? Orhan Pamuk intelligentbeautifulfather Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world. Orhan Pamuk armsknowingworld There are two kind of men,' said Ka, in a didatic voice. 'The first kind does not fall in love until he's seen how the girls eats a sandwich, how she combs her hair, what sort of nonsense she cares about, why she's angry at her father, and what sort of stories people tell about her. The second type of man -- and I am in this category -- can fall in love with a woman only if he knows next to nothing about her. Orhan Pamuk falling-in-lovegirlfather Life is beautiful if you are on the road to somewhere Orhan Pamuk life-isbeautifultravel Dogs do speak, but only to those who know how to listen. Orhan Pamuk pet-lossowning-a-petdog Love is a sacred silence. Orhan Pamuk sacredsilencelove-is A letter doesn't communicate by words alone. A letter, just like a book, can be read by smelling it, touching it and fondling it. Thereby, intelligent folk will say, 'Go on then, read what the letter tells you!' whereas the dull-witted will say, 'Go on then, read what he's written! Orhan Pamuk touchingintelligentbook When we lose people we love, we should never disturb their souls, whether living or dead. Instead. we should find consolation in an object that reminds you of them, something...I don't know...even an earring Orhan Pamuk soulshouldpeople For if a lover's face survives emblazoned on your heart, the world is still your home. Orhan Pamuk homeheartworld Censorship should never be allowed. One should be able to say anything. But I refuse to let politics be foisted on me. Orhan Pamuk censorshipablesay-anything The bloody years of war and all the atrocities in European history have taught the Europeans that secular politics free of religious hatred is mainly a question of peace. This concept is not anchored in the same way in the consciousness of Turks, which has to do with the fact that the secular was forced upon us by the army. Orhan Pamuk armyreligiouswar A writer is someone who spends years patiently trying to discover the second being inside him, and the world that makes him who he is: when I speak of writing, what comes first to my mind is not a novel, a poem, or literary tradition, it is a person who shuts himself up in a room, sits down at a table, and alone, turns inward; amid its shadows, he builds a new world with words. Orhan Pamuk mindwritingyears Sometimes I sensed that the books I read in rapid succession had set up some sort of murmur among themselves, transforming my head into an orchestra pit where different musical instruments sounded out, and I would realize that I could endure this life because of these musicales going on in my head. Orhan Pamuk musicaldifferentbook We live but for a short time, we see but very little, and we know almost nothing; so, at least, let's do some dreaming. Have yourself a very good Sunday, my dear readers. Orhan Pamuk sundaydreamlittles After all, a woman who doesn't love cats is never going to be make a man happy. Orhan Pamuk catmen
