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

I work seven days a week, from 9 in the morning till 8 at night. I have the titles of the next eight novels I want to write. I feel myself pitiable, degraded on a day that I don't write.

What is the thing you want most from me? What can I do to make you love me?' Be yourself,' said Ipek.

I believe that it isn't victories but defeats that promote nationalism.

Hüzün does not just paralyze the inhabitants of Instanbul, it also gives them poetic license to be paralyzed.

Dogs do speak, but only to those who know how to listen.

The image that I remember most of all is of the Fenerbahçe players storming into the stadium before kickoff. They were called the canaries because of their yellow jerseys. It was as if they, like canaries, were fluttering into the stadium out of a hole. I loved it. It was poetry.