from The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera

from The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera

“A year or two after emigrating, she happened to be in Paris on the anniversary of the Russian invasion of her country. A protest march had been scheduled, and she felt driven to take part. Fists raised high, the young Frenchmen shouted out slogans condemning Soviet imperialism. She liked the slogans, but to her surprise … Continue reading

just passing by…

It has been a long while since the last time I posted here not because I didn’t read anything to write about, sure I did, but I guess I was too lazy to visit my blog. I am currently reading a Turkish novel named “Aylak Adam” (the Idle Man) by Yusuf Atılgan, just finished a … Continue reading

From “To Kill a Mockingbird”

…”That ain’ t right, Miss Maudie. You are the best lady I know.” Miss Maudie grinned. “Thank you ma’am. Thing is, foot-washers think women are a sin by definition. They take the bible literally, you know.” “Is that why Mr. Arthur stays in the house, to keep away from women?” “I’ve no idea.” “It doesn’t … Continue reading

Çakıcı’nın İlk Kurşunu

“Tabiat, güzelliği bu halka, bu iklime vermişti. Levent boylar, penbe beyaz tenler, narin güzel vücutlar, zeybeğin cesaretiyle rekabet eden güzelliğini de teşkil ediyordu. Bu parlak semanın altında güneşin bile yakmaya kıyamadığı ve hatta yakamadığı penbe beyaz vücutlar, birer sülün gibi kayarken, esatirden birer ilahe şeklinde dalgalana dalgalana kaybolurlar, arkalarından bakan gözlere saatlerce hayallerini arattırırlardı. *Güzelliğin … Continue reading