π Şiiri
"Kaç o sayı, o sabit, öğrenmeli
Ne dâhice buluş, saf bilgi
Bulursun Arşimet'in çemberi ölçmesini
Sen bu tek sonsuzla"
Mekanizması gerçekten dâhice: π sayısını elde etmek için her kelimenin harflerini saymak yeterli. "Kaç" = 3, "o" = 1, "sayı"= 4, ve böylece devam ediyor. Şiirin birçok dilde varyasyonları var. En ünlülerinden biri de İngilizce'de Edgar Poe'nun sayının 740 basamağını bulduran şiiri!!
1 "The Raven" adlı şiir Edgar Poe tarafından 1845 yılında yazılmış ve mate matiksel sabite uyum sağlaması için Michael Keith tarafından 1995'te "Near a Raven" başlığıyla uyarlanmıştır. Şiir şöyle başlar: Poe E. // Near a Raven. // Midnights so dreary, tired and weary. Silently pondering volumes extol- ling all by-now obsolete lore.
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"The USA sees itself as above other countries, under but near God."
ABD kendisini diğer ülkelerin üstünde, ancak Tanrı'ya yakın ama onun altında görmektedir.
Johan Galtung
Zephyr turned to see Alec frozen in his seat, the knife under the wrist of his hand that had touched her hair, the edge of the blade pressing on it until she could see a line of blood break the skin.
"It's going to be your neck the next time I see you near my wife," Alpha growled softly. "Are we clear?"
Sometimes he felt like a magnet that I just wanted to be near. It had been so long since I’d felt that comfortable with anyone.
Ode to nightingale
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness,—
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees
Ermeniler (...) ana babaları öldürülen yahut göçe zorlanan Türk çocuklarını toplayarak Ermeni yetimevlerinde Ermeni çocuğu olarak kaydediyorlardı. Bunlardan birincisi Ermeni Kilisesi’nin Kumkapı’da topladığı Türk çocuklarının bulunduğu yerdir. Bu durum karşısında Amerikalılar da Bebek’te Near East Relief Center (Yakın Doğu’ya Yardım Merkezi) adı altında bir müessese kurmuşlardı. Orada hangi çocukların Türk ve Müslüman, hangilerinin Ermeni olduğunu ayırt edeceklerdi. Çocuklara iyi muamele edilmesine rağmen birçok Türk çocuğu Ermeni olarak kaydedilmişti. Bu Bebek’teki müesseseyi tetkike Nakiye Hanım bizim tarafımızdan memur edilmişti. Fakat o da, Türk çocuklarının kayıtları harp esnasında yanmış yahut kaybolmuş olduğundan, bir şey yapmaya muvaffak olamayarak bu işten çekildi...
"Hayatımızda öyle anlar vardır ki," diye yazmıştı Honoré de Balzac, "dostumuzun yakınımızda olduğunu hissetmek dayanabileceğimiz tek şeydir. Yaralarımız, sadece acının derinliklerini ortaya çıkaran teselli edici sözlerin altında açılır."
"There are moments in our lives," Honoré de Balzac wrote, "when the sense that our friend is near is all that we can bear. Our wounds smart under the consoling words that only reveal the depths of pain."
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“I take it you didn’t find the grimoire?” Rae asked from behind me, watching me as I felt along the underside of the shelves.
Oh, yes, I found the grimoire. But I’m too obsessed with you to leave you, so here I am, still risking life and limb to be near you, still driven absolutely mad by your voice and smell and eyes —
“No, didn’t find it yet,” I looked back over my shoulder and gave her a wink. “Lucky for you.”
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"You won't get near her, touch her, or even fucking look at her."
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And I Love Her
A love like ours
Could never die
As long as I
Have you near me
Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her
🎶 The Beatles
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Every time we say goodbye
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Every time we say goodbye, I die a little
Every time we say goodbye, I wonder why a little
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know
Think so little of me, they allow you to go
When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer
But how strange the change from major to minor
Every time we say goodbye
When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer
But how strange the change from major to minor
Every time we say goodbye
THE GHOST
(…)
When the livid morning breaks
You will find no one in my place,
And feel a chill till night is near.
Some others by their tenderness
May try to guide your youthfulness,
Myself, I want to rule by fear.
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Somewhere below—in the bowels of the network of rotting mine shafts and solution caves that riddled Silver Mountain—the murky shape of a mother lizard was looking for food near the base of a waterfall. She had searched for hours each day, ever since she’d felt motion beginning inside her eggs in the nest—a warning that there would soon be a dozen hatchlings clawing at her underside for food. Her instincts had told her it was time to gorge on blind mud fish and stubby-limbed bats—anything she could find hiding in the dark and damp crannies of the caves.
If thy soul check thee that I come so near,
Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy
And will, thy soul knows, is admitted there;
Thus far for love my love-suit, sweet, fulfil.
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