...every person has a star, every star has a friend, and for every person carrying a star there is someone else who reflects it, and everyone carries this reflection like a secret confidante in the heart.

For if a lover's face survives emblazoned on your heart, the world is still your home.

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.

As much as I live I shall not imitate them or hate myself for being different to them

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

I really don't want to portray the Islamists as simply evil, the way it's often done in the west.

Life is short, and we should respect every moment of it.