10 Things I Hate About You
“I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme!
I hate it, I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around, and the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”
Barnabas İncili’nin akibeti nereye varacak?
Barnabas İncili’nin akibeti nereye varacak?
1983 Kışında, Şırnak'ın Uludere kazasına bağlı "Kela Memo" mevkiinde av köpekleriyle avlanmaya çıkan Timurhan Ağa ve adamları bir ara köpeklerini kaybederler. Köpeklerinin yeraltı gibi bir yerden seslerini işitirler. Mağara gibi bir yerden girdiklerinde aşağıya doğru yol olduğunu
Lie to me
Tatsız gerçekler, insanoğlunun ölümlü olması, bir kadında bıyık, hepimizin görmezden geldiği üç şey.
Lie to me
Duygular, kenar mahalleden de olsanız, intihar bombacısı da olsanız aynı gözükür.Gerçek; yüzlerimizde saklı.
Go tell all of your girlfriends
That I was just a waste of time
You know you kinda like it
Every time I catch your eye
Don't tell me you don't want me
'Cause I know it's a lie, lie, lie, lie
Oh boy, I can't keep holding on this
And I don't plan on falling for your tricks
But before you go, it's only right I let you know
I heard your song playing out loud tonight
I rang but it fell by the wayside
At quarter past three
It seemed like a good idea to me
And you call, so I answer
And you're mad, but there's laughter
Could we live, ever after?
Billie Eilish- İlomilo
Told you not to worry
But maybe that's a lie
Honey, what's your hurry?
Won't you stay inside?
Remember not to get too close to stars
They're never gonna give you love like ours
Where did you go?
I should know, but it's cold
And I don't wanna be lonely
So show me the way home
I can't lose another life
Hurry,
Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Dull Sphinx, Jove keep thy five wits!
Thy sight is growing blear;
Rue, myrrh, and cummin for the Sphinx--
Her muddy eyes to clear!"--
The old Sphinx bit her thick lip,--
Said, "Who taught thee me to name?
I am thy spirit, yoke-fellow,
Of thine eye I am eyebeam.
"Thou art the unanswered question;
Couldst see they proper eye,
Alway it asketh, asketh;
And each answer is a lie.
So take thy quest through nature,
It through thousand natures ply;
Ask on, thou clothed eternity;
Time is the false reply."