I want to describe the psychological state of the people in a certain city.

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.

I was at the end of my tether when my first book was published. For eight years I didn't make a penny, I worked so hard, didn't drink, didn't enjoy life.

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

It's a great relief for me that no one will ask me anymore: "Orhan, when will you get the Nobel Prize?"

I believe strongly in an author's moral responsibility. But his first obligation is to write good books.

I certainly see myself more as a craftsman than as an artist.