How dare they live when Altan was dead? It seemed horrifically unfair that life could keep on going and these people could be celebrating a war that they hadn’t won for themselves, when they hadn’t suffered for it…
No death no fear sf43
I know many parents whose children, when they are eighteen or nineteen years old, leave home and live on their own. The parents lose their children and feel very sorry for themselves. Yet the parents did not value the moments they had with their children. The same is true of husbands and wives. You think that your spouse will be there for the whole of your life, but how can you be so sure? We really have no idea where our partners will be in twenty or thirty years' time or even tomorrow. It is very important to remember every day the practice of impermanence.
Güvensiz, kıskanç insanlarla dolu bir dünyada yaşıyoruz. Bazıları bizim en iyi arkadaşlarımız. Onlar kan akrabalarıdır. Başarısızlık onları korkutur. Başarımız da öyle. Çünkü bir zamanlar mümkün olduğunu düşündüğümüz şeyi aştığımızda, sınırlarımızı zorladığımızda ve daha fazlası olduğumuzda, ışığımız onların etraflarına ördüğü tüm duvarlardan yansır. Işığınız onların kendi hapishanelerinin hatlarını, kendi sınırlarını görmelerini sağlıyor. Ama gerçekten her zaman inandığınız gibi harika insanlarsa, kıskançlıkları gelişecek ve yakında hayal güçleri çitin üzerinden atlayabilir ve daha iyisi için değişme sırası onlarda olacaktır.
We live in a world full of insecure, jealous people. Some of them are our best friends. They are blood relatives. Failure scares them. So is our success. Because when we exceed what we once thought was possible, when we push our limits and become more, our light reflects off all the walls they have built around themselves. Your light allows them to see the lines of their own prisons, their own limits. But if they really are the wonderful people you always believed they were, their jealousy will develop and soon their imaginations may jump over the fence and it will be their turn to change for the better.
Most people are not even aware of their need to conform. They live under the illusion that they follow their own ideas and inclinations, that they are individualists, that they have arrived at their opinions as the result of their own thinking - and that it just happens that their ideas are the same as those of the majority
Türkçe / English Review
Kitabın diğer incelemelerini incelerken çoğu okurun eserden "Çocuk kitabı" diye bahsettiğini gördüm ve 
Çizgili Pijamalı Çocuk ile benzer bir karışıklılığa girdiğini fark ettim. Maalesef günümüzde eserlerin baş kahramanları çocuk olunca hemen çocuk kitabı etiketi yapıştırılıyor içeriği göz önünde bulundurulmadan. Çizgili Pijamalı Çocuk 'da olduğu gibi travmatik
Achilles come down
I see that a lot of people die, because they think that life wasn't worth to be lived. I see others that are, paradoxically, killed for ideas, for illusions, that they give them a reason to live (this, that we call reason to live is at the same time an excellent reason to die) 🎶
Just as Indians wear feathers on their heads to show what tribe they belong to, we wear our deformities in the open. And we live quietly so as not to hurt one another.
