"There is more reason in your body than in your best wisdom. And who knows then to what end your body requires precisely your best wisdom?"
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"Whatever happens, don't descent into desperation. Even though the doors are closed, he would open you a secret path in the end that nobody knows. Although you don't see them, there are many gardens of Eden behind the narrow gates. Be thankful! It is easy to thank when you achieved what you want. Sufi is the one who could thank even his/her wish does not come true."
(Başına ne gelirse gelsin, karamsarlığa kapılma. Bütün kapılar kapansa bile, sonunda O sana kimsenin bilmediği gizli bir patika açar. Sen şu anda göremesen de, dar geçitler ardında nice cennet bahçeleri var. Şükret! İstediğini elde edince şükretmek kolaydır. Sufi, dileği gerçekleşmediğinde de şükredebilendir.)
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Do you want to be my slave?"
"There is no equality in love," I replied solemnly.
"Whenever it is a matter of choice for me of ruling or being ruled, it seems much more satisfactory to me to be the slave of a beautiful woman. But where shall I find the woman who knows how to rule, calmly, full of self-confidence, even harshly, and not seek to gain her power by means of petty nagging?"
"Oh, that might not be so difficult." "You think—" "I—for instance—" she laughed and leaned far back —"I have a real talent for despotism—I also have the neces-sary furs—but last night you were really seriously afraid of me!"
He, who knows nothing, loves nothing. He, who can do nothing, understands nothing.
He who understands nothing is worthless. But he who understands also loves, notices,
sees.... The more knowledge is inherent in a thing, the greater the love ...
Anyone who imagines that all fruits ripen at the same time as the strawberries knows
nothing about grapes.
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İnsanı ne öldürür? Durduk yerde, kazasız? Bir düşman. Üzüntüsünü iyi tanıyan biri.
What kills a person? An accident? An enemy out of the blue? Someone who knows their sorrows well.
“You assume, with your limited mind women only make two good things - wives and whores. I’m neither. What I am is a woman who has been freed from the shackles men like you had bound me to. What I am is a woman who knows that freedom thanks to two good men who've made me believe again.”
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“Marry me, Amara. Be my wife, be my dirty girl, be mine.”
“You’re a romantic.”
“Give me your dreams and your nightmares, your pleasure and your pain, your fantasies and your fears. Give me everything. Be my queen outside, and my filthy girl inside. And make me fucking yours, so everyone who looks at my ring knows I have you finally. Say yes, Amara.”
“What I am is a woman who has been freed from the shackles men like you had bound me to. What I am is a woman who knows that freedom thanks to two good men who’ve made me believe again.”
"Who knows what the fuck is going to happen from here, but in this moment, everything is perfect."
When the wind and rain comes in the night, who knows how many tears are shed…
"When you care about things, it ends up wearing you out." That was the words of someone who knows how scary it is to lose someone.
“Hold on to me, little muse. Quench this fucking thirsty rage inside me.” His words sound sinister in my neck. “You’re the only one who knows how.”
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"No one really knows me, I won't let them see behind my mask. I'm afraid of what will happen if I show people who I really am."
Who knows where the time goes ⸺
Kim bilebilir ki, zaman nereye gider ⸺
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'Perhaps she'll find it too. Out there, on the South China Sea, who knows? Perhaps she'll meet a traveller, in a port, in a hotel, who knows? She's become a romantic, you see? I had to let her go.'
