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“bak, dedi. pencere, penc ve re kelimelerinden oluşuyor. “penc”, şu tavladaki sayı, yani beş demek. “re” ise yol demektir. burayı, şu dört duvarı düşün. hangi tarafa gitsen yol yok, kapalı. pencere de bu dört duvarın arasında açılan beşinci yoldur, unutma.”
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Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn't have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn't have to be a walk during which you'll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don't find meaning but "steal" some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn't make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.
— Albert Camus, from Notebooks, 1951-1959
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“You must realize that he may be sweet at midnight but he will never have your heart at noon.”
— Alison Joanne Ortiz
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Love makes us vulnerable and that doesn't scare us while we hopelessly fall into it, we happily surrender ourselves, our happiness, dreams, life and what not, we know it can turn out to be disastrous yet we live it, we feel it, i think that's the best part about it, you know you will bleed, you will cry terribly if they ever leave but still you love them with all your heart because in that moment, it is the only thing that matters..it's beautiful to love despite knowing how painful it will end up being, we are humans, we wear wounds , we feel but never foget that we heal.
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“The curse which lies upon marriage is that too often the individuals are joined in their weakness rather than in their strength, each asking from the other instead of finding pleasure in giving.”
- Simone de Beauvoir, The Second Sex
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İçinizdeki çocuğun hep yaşaması dileğiyle 23 Nisan kutlu olsun!
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Başımıza geç yine, geç yine lutfet. Kocatepe'ye çıkıp ülkeni seyret. Ve haykırarak bize ölmeyi emret. 🇹🇷
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emin olmak ne kadar güzel bi’ histir kim bilir
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“I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It’s nice.”
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J.D. Salinger
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Yakup Kadri Karaosmanoğlu
Umduk, bekledik, düşündük. Hangi şey umduğumuza uygun düştü?
Gördüğümüz düşündüğümüze benzedi mi? Gelenler beklediğimize değdi mi?
O mutlu ve yüce saat hangi saatti ki, içinde iken “Geçme! Dur!” diye haykırdık?
Hiçbiri, aziz dost, hiçbiri!
Belki hepsini geçsin gitsin diye bekliyorduk; çünkü onlar birbirinden çirkin, birbirinden yararsız saatlerdi.
Kimi bir damla gözyaşıyla, kimi tek bir “Eyvah!” ile kimi bir esnemeyle, kimi yalnız susmayla dolup gitti.
Onlar birer birer yeniden gelsin ister misin? Hayır, hayır, hayır; değil mi?
Yakup Kadri Karaosmanoğlu
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