Chingiz Aitmatov · 368 pages
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“Bu yerlerde trenler doğudan batıya, batıdan doğuya gider gelir, gider gelirdi... Bu yerlerde demiryolunun her iki yanında ıssız, engin, sarı kumlu bozkırların özeği Sarı Özek uzar giderdi. Coğrafyada uzaklıklar nasıl Greenwich meridyeninden başlıyorsa, bu yerlerde de mesafeler demiryoluna göre hesaplanırdı. Trenler ise doğudan batıya, batıdan doğuya gider gelir, gider, gelirdi...”
― Chingiz Aitmatov, quote from The Day Lasts More Than a Hundred Years
“Böyle korkunç olaylar bazen insanların da başına gelebilir. Üstesinden gelemediği çelişkilerle baş başa kalan insan, moral bakımından derinden derine sarsılır ama bunu kimseye söyleyemez, çünkü kimse ona yardım edemez. Bu korkunç bir yer kayması gibidir, tehlikeyi görürsünüz, ama bir şey yapamazsınız.”
― Chingiz Aitmatov, quote from The Day Lasts More Than a Hundred Years
“Trains in these parts went from East to West, and from West to East . . .
On either side of the railway lines lay the great wide spaces of the desert - Sary-Ozeki, the Middle lands of the yellow steppes.
In these parts any distance was measured in relation to the railway, as if from the Greenwich meridian . . .
And the trains went from East to West, and from West to East . . .”
― Chingiz Aitmatov, quote from The Day Lasts More Than a Hundred Years
“Hiçbir kral, hiçbir imparator, hiçbir hükümdar devletini yitirdiği için Boranlı Yedigey kadar umutsuzluğa düşmemiş, onun kadar acı duymamış ve ağlamamıştı.”
― Chingiz Aitmatov, quote from The Day Lasts More Than a Hundred Years
“Zarife de kendine göre Yedigey'in iyiliğini istemiş ve bu konuda vicdanının sesine uymuştu. Bunun için Zarife'yi suçlamıyor, ona kızamıyordu. Zaten insan sevdiğine kızamazdı ki! Daha çok kendisini suçluyor, kendisini kusurlu buluyordu. Sevdiği kadın acı çekeceğine kendisi acı çeksindi. Bırakıp gitse bile onu hep sevgiyle anardı.”
― Chingiz Aitmatov, quote from The Day Lasts More Than a Hundred Years
“Tevekkül Allah'a! Köpeğin efendisi varsa kurdun da Tanrı'sı vardır.”
― Chingiz Aitmatov, quote from The Day Lasts More Than a Hundred Years
“My brave husband came back from fighting the Turks and brought me a robe of silk and a necklace of human teeth. He sat up at night by his hearth telling tales of battle. Apparently the Turks are ten times more ferocious and fearless than the Scots. 'Perhaps we should invite them here to drive the Scots back,' I suggested, and he laughed, but he didn't kiss me. That's when I learned the truth about scars. A man with a battle scar is a veteran, a hero, given an honoured place at the fire. Small boys gaze up fascinated, dreaming of winning such badges of courage. Maids caress his thighs with their buttocks as they bend over to mull his ale. Women cluck and cosset, and if in time other men grow a little weary of that tale of honour, then they call for his cup to be filled again and again until he is fuddled and dozes quietly in the warmth of the embers.
But a scarred woman is not encouraged to tell her story. Boys jeer and mothers cross themselves. Pregnant women will not come close for fear that if they look upon such a sight, the infant in their belly will be marked. You've heard of the tales of Beauty and the Beast no doubt. How a fair maid falls in love with a monster and sees the beauty of his soul beneath the hideous visage. But you've never heard the tale of the handsome man falling for the monstrous woman and finding joy in her love, because it doesn't happen, not even in fairytales. The truth is that the scarred woman's husband buys her a good thick veil and enquires about nunneries for the good of her health. He spends his days with his falcons and his nights instructing pageboys in their duties. For if nothing else, the wars taught him how to be a diligent master to such pretty lads.”
― Karen Maitland, quote from Company of Liars
“The wheel of the world swings through the same phases again and again. Summer passed and winter thereafter, and came and passed again.”
― Rudyard Kipling, quote from The Man Who Would Be King
“Emma and I had both died twice, and for me, that second one actually stuck. Now I was a "resurrected American," better known, in colloquial terms, as life-challenged. Or undead. Or the living dead. But I'm not a zombie. I'm just a little less alive than your average high school junior.”
― Rachel Vincent, quote from With All My Soul
“You’re right,” Jacks said. “You’re not part of my world. You’re not one of those girls. And maybe that’s why.”
“Why what?”
“Why I can’t stop thinking about you.”
Maddy rolled her eyes. “Guys like you don’t say that to girls like me.”
“I’ve never said that to anyone, actually,” Jacks corrected. “In fact, I’ve never done anything like this before.” He let out a little laugh. “How am I doing?”
He swallowed hard, trying to push down his nervousness. He was astonished to realize he was nervous. Somehow being around Maddy just put him in a different space. Jacks felt so present.
Maddy stared at him, letting the anger and frustration surge through her.
“Why are you doing this to me?” she asked finally.
He paused, considering.
“I’m being honest. I know you may not believe me. But I haven’t been able to not think about you. When we were in the back at the restaurant, and . . .” Jacks’s voice trailed off, his face coloring. “I still feel terrible about what I did. I lied to you and, even though I had good reasons for it, it was wrong of me.”
Maddy studied him. Was he telling the truth?
Jacks smiled. “I mean this in the best possible way: I’m not going to leave you alone until you let me make it up to you. I’m serious. I’ll be here every night. You might as well get me some pajamas and a toothbrush.”
Despite her best efforts not to, Maddy laughed. She looked at Jacks and could see the faintest twinkle of light in his eyes.
“So what you’re saying is that I should just give in and let you make it up to me. Otherwise you’ll be tormenting me like this for the rest of my life?”
“Pretty much. Yeah.”
“Well.” She sighed. “What do you have in mind?”
“Come fly with me.”
― Scott Speer, quote from Immortal City
“We have earned our peace. It is, by now, more precious than honor, or even pity.”
― David Brin, quote from The Postman
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