Three Daughters of Eve

if you are unwilling to change, do not enter into philosophical arguments

The highest activity a human being can attain is learning for understanding, because to understand is to be free.

Why roots were rated so highly compared with branches or leaves, Peri had never understood. Trees had multiple shoots and filaments extending in every direction, under and above the ancient soils of the earth. If even roots refused to stay put, why expect the impossible from human beings?

Azur smiled as if he were expecting these answers and said, 'The Malady of Certainty.' Certainty was to curiosity what the sun was to the wings of Icarus. Where one shone forcefully, the other couldn't survive. With certainty came arrogance; with arrogance, blindness; with blindness, darkness; and with darkness, more certainty. This he called, the converse nature of convictions.

God was a maze without a map, a circle without a centre; the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle that never seemed to fit together. If only she could solve this mystery, she could bring meaning to senselessness, reason to madness, order to chaos, and perhaps, too, she could learn to be happy.

Early on she learned that there was no fight more hurtful than a family fight, and no family fight more hurtful than one over God.

She would rather stay home and, in the witching hours, be immersed in a novel –reading being her way to connect with the universe.

It happened all the time in this city that encompassed seven hills, two continents, three seas and fifteen million mouths. It happened behind closed doors and in open courtyards; in cheap motel rooms and five-star luxury suites; in the midst of the night or plain daylight. The brothels of this city could tell many a story had they only found ears willing to listen. Call girls and rent boys and aged prostitutes beaten, abused and threatened by clients looking for the smallest excuse to lose their temper. Transsexuals who never went to the police for they knew they could be assaulted a second time. Children scared of particular family members and new brides of their fathers- or brothers-in-law; nurses and teachers and secretaries harassed by infatuated lovers just because they had refused to date them in the past; housewives who would never speak a word for there were no words in this culture to describe marital rape. It happened all the time. Canopied under a mantle of secrecy and silence that shamed the victims and shielded the assailants. Istanbul was no stranger to sexual abuse. In this city where everyone feared outsiders, most assaults came from those who were too familiar, too close.

There was something frighteningly dangerous in the expectation that someone had the answer to most of our questions, and that through that person was a shortcut to all that was left unsolved henceforth.

England has a peculiar way of making foreigners feel exhilaratingly free and depressingly alone.

She had always suspected that even the calmest and sweetest women under stress were prone to outbursts of violence. Since she thought of herself as neither calm nor sweet, she had reckoned that her potential to lose control was considerably greater than theirs.

In many parts of the world you were what you said and what you did and, also, what you read; in Turkey, as in all countries haunted by questions of identity, you were, primarily, what you rejected. It seemed that the more people went on about an author, the less likely it was that they had read their books.

Believers favour answers over questions, clarity over uncertainty. Athiests, more or less the same. Funny, when it comes to God, Whom we know next to nothing about, very few of us actually say, 'I don't know.

Whether in the name of God or science, there was no satisfaction for the ego quite like the satisfaction of converting someone to your side.

— .......ştii de ce-l iubesc încă pe Dumnezeu? — Pentru că e singur, ca mine... ca tine, a răspuns Mensur. Singur-singurel acolo sus pe undeva, fără un suflet cu care să vorbească - mă rog, poate câţiva îngeri, dar cât te poţi distra cu un heruvim? Bilioane de oameni se roagă Ia El: 'O, Doamne, dă-mi reuşite, dă-mi bani, dă-mi un Ferrari, dă-mi aia, dă-mi aialaltă...' Aceleaşi cuvinte iar şi iar, însă nimeni nu-şi prea dă osteneala să-L cunoască. — Gândeşte-te ce fac oamenii când văd un accident pe şosea. Spun imediat: 'Doamne fereşte!' Poţi să crezi aşa ceva? Prima lor reacţie e să se gândească la ei înşişi, nu la victime. Atâtea rugăciuni sunt copii la indigo ale altora. Apără-mă, iubeşte-mă, ajută-mă, toate ţipă eu, eu, eu... Şi mai numesc asta pietate; eu aş numi-o egoism deghizat.

In the sheltered bosom of faith, one found the answers by letting go of the questions; one advanced by surrendering.

I’m perpetually in a limbo. Maybe I want too many things at once and nothing passionately enough.

How women could be expected to keep their heads down and simultaneously have their eyes open in all directions was beyond Peri.

Certainty was to curiosity what the sun was to the wings of Icarus. Where one shone forcefully, the other couldn’t survive. With certainty came arrogance; with arrogance, blindness; with blindness, darkness; and with darkness, more certainty.

absolutism of all kinds is a weakness,

My hijab has never got in the way of my independence.

The civilized world is ahead of us; we have no choice but to catch up.

You were expected to believe in the State for the same reason you were expected to believe in God: fear. The bourgeoisie, despite its glamour and glitz, resembled a child afraid of its father –the eternal patriarch, the Baba. Amidst uncertainty, unlike their counterparts in Europe, the local bourgeoisie had neither audacity nor autonomy, neither tradition nor memory –squeezed between what they were expected to be and what they wished to be.