What did Orhan Pamuk mean by: Colour is the touch of the eye, Music to the deaf, A word out of darkness. - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey Copy
+ Heaven was the place where you kept alive the dreams of your memories. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Orhan Pamuk, Dream, Heaven, Memories, 0 - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey
+ Immersing oneself in the problems of a book is a good way to keep from thinking of love. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Orhan Pamuk, Book, 0 - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey
+ The real choice we have to make is between peace and nationalism. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Orhan Pamuk, Choices, Nationalism, 0 - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey
+ The thing that binds us together is that we have both lowered our expectations of life Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Orhan Pamuk, Expectations, Together, 0 - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey
+ I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Orhan Pamuk, Body, Bottom, 0 - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey
+ When another writer in another house is not free, no writer is free. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Orhan Pamuk, Freedom of speech, House, Writing, 0 - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey
+ All great masters, in their work, seek that profound void within color and outside time. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Orhan Pamuk, Color, Profound, Void, 0 - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey
+ We’re not stupid! We’re just poor! And we have a right to insist on this distinction Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Orhan Pamuk, Distinction, Poor, Stupid, 0 - Orhan Pamuk Novelist · Turkey
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
Every human being is a mixture of light and darkness, trust and fear, love and hate. - Jean Vanier Philosopher and theologian
I’m not deaf and the Commission isn’t operating in a parallel world of legal texts. - Jean-Claude Juncker Politician · Luxembourg
