Suddenly Ka realized he was in love with İpek. And realizing that this love would determine the rest of his life, he was filled with dread.

Clocks and calendars do not exist to remind us of the Time we've forgotten but to regulate our relations with others and indeed all of society, and this is how we use them.

For the traveler we see leaning on his neighbor is an honest and well-meaning man and full of melancholy, like those Chekhov characters so laden with virtues that they never know success in life.

The urbanized life has lead to the destruction of the legends.

How different from the cosy world of Rüya's detective novels, where authors never vexed a hero with more signs than he needed.

The real choice we have to make is between peace and nationalism.

Actually, it's the other way round. In a poor country, the only consolation people can have is the one that comes from their beliefs.