The secularists in Turkey haven't underestimated religion, they just made the mistake of believing they could control it with the power of the army alone.

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

It's such a shame that we know so little about our own country, that we can't find it in our hearts to love our own kind. Instead we admire those who show our country disrespect and betray its people.

We're not stupid! We're just poor! And we have a right to insist on this distinction

Ka found it very soothing: for the first time in years, he felt part of a family. In spite of the trials and responsibilities of what was called 'family', he saw now the joys of its unyielding togetherness, and was sorry not to have known more of it in his life.

Let everyone know, I lived a very happy life.

When another writer in another house is not free, no writer is free.