Asylum seeker' İngilizcede 'mülteci' demek. Halbuki 'asylum' tımarhane anlamına da geliyor. 'Asylum seeker'ın, yani aslında mülteci anlamına gelen kelimenin sözlük anlamı da 'tımarhane arayan kişi' demek oluyor. Ne kadar ilginç, değil mi?"
Ironically, the republican de Sade was arrested again for his alleged royalist sympathies. He was released after the fall of Robespierre in 1794. During the following seven years of freedom, he published in 1797 the ten volumes of his bombshell La Nouvelle Justine, ou les malheurs de la vertu suivie de l’histoire de Juliette sa soeur. He was rearrested in 1801 and Napoleon’s ministers had all the copies that could be found destroyed. No authoritarian government could allow the exposures of the mechanisms of despotism contained in them and de Sade was confined to an asylum for the rest of his life. A quarter of his entire output, ranging from plays to short stories were burnt during Napoleon’s rule.
This girl is destroying me. A girl who has spent the last year in an insane asylum. A girl who would try to shoot me dead for kissing her. A girl who ran off with another man just to get away from me. Of course this is the girl I would fall for.
Jiang brandished his garden shears at her. “Don’t take that tone with
me.”
She slammed her tray of cacti clippings on the shelf. “I know there are
things you’re not teaching me. I know you’re keeping me behind on
purpose. I just don’t understand why.”
“Because you worry me,” said Jiang said. “You have an aptitude for
Lore like no one I’ve ever met, not even Altan. But you’re impatient.
You’re careless. And you skimp on meditating.”
She had been skimping on meditating. She was supposed to keep a
meditation log, to document each time she made it to the end of an hour
successfully. But as coursework from her other classes piled up, Rin had
neglected her daily requisite period of doing nothing.
“I don’t see the point,” she said. “If it’s focus that you want, I can give
you focus. I can concentrate on anything. But to empty my mind? To be
devoid of all thought? All sense of self? What good does that serve?”
“It serves to sever you from the material world,” Jiang answered.
“How do you expect to reach the spirit realm when you’re obsessing
over the things in front of you? I know why it’s hard for you. You like
beating your classmates. You like harboring your old grudges. It feels
good to hate, doesn’t it? Up until now you’ve been storing your anger up
and using it as fuel. But unless you learn to let it go, you are never going
to find your way to the gods.”
“So give me a psychedelic,” she suggested. “Make me let it go.”
“Now you’re being rash. I’m not letting you meddle in things that you
barely understand yet. It’s too dangerous.”
“How dangerous could it be to just sit still?”
Jiang stood up straight. The hand holding the shears dropped to his
side. “This isn’t some fairy story where you wave your hand and ask the
gods for three wishes. We are not fucking around here. These
"Sınıf ve kast sistemi üzerine kurulmuş bütün düzenler, kendi çöküşlerinin tohumlarını da içlerinde taşır. Bir düzen sınıf sistemi üzerine kurulmuşsa, o sistem içinde tabakaların oluşması nasıl engellenebilir? Demir Ökçe de bunu engelleyemeyecek ve sonunda onu yok eden de o tabakalar olacak. Oligarkların kendi aralarında da tabakalar var zaten, şimdi bir de kayırdıkları sendikalarda tabakalar oluşmasını bekle. Demir Ökçe bunu engellemek için bütün gücünü kullanacak ama başaramayacak.