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Rus sair Marina Ivanovna Tsvetayeva'nin dogum yildonumu (8 Ekim 1892)
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Hayatimda oyle erken, oyle erken yazildi ki siirlerim
Kendimin henuz bir sair oldugunu bilmiyordum daha.
Pinarin damlaciklari misali cebren ayrilirlar benden,
Bir roketin devinmesine benzer gene de.
Ansizin saldirir siirler benden, isgal eder, uykunun ve tutsunun
Sarmaladigi tapinaktaki bazi minicik iblisler misali.
Genclik ve olumdur ele aldigi konular. Siirlerim,
Her daim okunmadan kalan dizelerim!
Degisik kitapcilarin tozu arasinda firlatilmis buraya ve oraya,
Dokunulmamis simdiye dek herhangi bir okurun parmaklarinca!
Degil mi ki siirlerim, degerli saraplar gibi saklanir derinlerde,
Bilirim, zamani gelir onlarin bir gun.
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Ingiliz cocuk kitaplari yazari Kenneth Grahame, Sogutlerdeki Ruzgar (The Wind in the Willows) kitabini 8 Ekim 1908 tarihide yayinladi.
"Kostebek, butun sabah evini bahara hazirlamak icin cok ama cok calismisti. Once supurge ve toz bezleriyle bogusmus; sonra bir elinde firca diger elinde boya kovasi merdivenlerin,basamaklarin, sandalyelerin uzerinde, bogazina ve gozlerine toz dolana,siyah kurku boyaya bulanana, agriyan bir sirt ve yorgun kollara sahip olana kadar kosturup durmustu.Sonsuz arayis ve ozlem ruhu ile Kostebegin karanlik ve basik tavanli kucucuk evine bile yayilan bahar, her yerdeydi; nefes aldigi havada, ayak bastigi toprakta... Onu cevreleyen her yerde... Tam da bu yuzden Kostebegin "Bahar temizliği de neymis!" diye soylenerek elindeki fircayi yere firlatip ceketini bile almadan disariya firlamasina sasmamak gerekir. Yukarilardan bir sey, emredercesine onu cagiriyordu. Bu cagriya uyan Kostebek, dik tunelin yolunu tuttu. Evleri gunese ve havaya yakin olan hayvanlar icin cakil kapli binek arabasi yollari ne ise bu tunel de Kostebek icin oydu."
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"The Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring-cleaning his little home. First with brooms, then with dusters; then on ladders and steps and chairs, with a brush and a pail of whitewash; till he had dust in his throat and eyes, and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur, and an aching back and weary arms. Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing. It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor, said, "Bother!" and "O blow!" and also "Hang spring-cleaning!" and bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat. Something up above was calling him imperiously, and he made for the steep little tunnel which answered in his case to the gravelled carriage-drive owned by animals whose residences are nearer to the sun and air."
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Amerikali bilim kurgu roman yazari Frank Patrick Herbert'in (Franklin Patrick Herbert, Jr.) dogum yildonumu (8 Ekim 1920)
"Cogu medeniyet korkaklik uzerine kurulmustur. Korkak olmayi ogreterek medenilestirmek epey kolaydir. Cesaret sinirlarini dusurursun, istekleri sinirlarsin, istahlari denetim altina alirsin. Ufkun etrafini ciftle cevirirsin. Her faaliyet icin bir kanun yaparsin. Kaosun varligini inkar edersin. Cocuklara bile yavas yavas nefes almalarini ogretirsin. Evcillestirirsin."
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"Most civilisation is based on cowardice. It's so easy to civilize by teaching cowardice. You water down the standards which would lead to bravery. You restrain the will. You regulate the appetites. You fence in the horizons. You make a law for every movement. You deny the existence of chaos. You teach even the children to breathe slowly. You tame."
"Din ile siyaset ayni arabada gittiginde, suruculer karsilarinda hicbir seyin duramayacagini sanir. Dumduz gider,hizlandikca hizlanirlar. Engelleri tamamen goz ardi eder, korlemesine gidenlerin ucurumu cok gec farkedecegini unuturlar."
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"When religion and politics travel in the same cart, the riders believe nothing can stand in their way. Their movements become headlong - faster and faster and faster. They put aside all thoughts of obstacles and forget the precipice does not show itself to the man in a blind rush until it's too late."
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Ingiltere dogumlu, New York'ta Simon & Schuster'in bas editoru, yazar ve romanci Michael Korda’nin dogum gunu (8 Ekim 1933)
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“Basariya giden yolda yanilma hurriyeti yasam icin gereklidir. En basariliı insanlar bile zaman zaman yanilirlar. Bu, onlarin gucunun bir kanitidir ve bu yanilmalar onlari basariya giden yolda yeni girisimler icin kamciar.”
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“Ivme kazanmanin tek yolu, surekli daha buyuk hedeflere sahip olmaktir.”
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“Basariyi olcmek her zaman kolaydir. Kisinin baslangic noktasi ile nihai basarisi arasındaki uzakliktir.”
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Cocuk Edebiyatinin Stephan King'i Amerikali yazar R. L. Stine'in (Robert Lawrence Stine veya Jovial Bob Stine) dogum gunu (8 Ekim 1943)
"Diane, diger arkadaslari gibi evden gizlice cikarak, gecenin karanliginda sonsuz huzur bulan ve cilginliklar yapan dostlariyla bulustugu zaman sok mutludur.
Dianenin erkek arkadasi Lenny, kendisiyle cok ugrasan ogretmeni Bay Crowellden intikam almayi dusunmektedir. Bu yuzden Ona bir oyun oynamayi planlar." Korku Gecesi
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"Diane loves sneaking out in the middle of the night. Her friends do, too. They have the town all to themselves. Every night they come up with a new prank to play.
But then Diane's boyfriend, Lenny, wants revenge on a teacher, and the pranks turn to murder. Now Diane and her friends are in too deep."
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Emmy Odullu Amerikali aktor, komedyen ve yazar Cornelius Crane ‘Chevy’ Chase’in dogum gunu (8 Ekim 1943)
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Avusturyali cocuk kitaplari yazari Felix Salten'in olum yildonumu (8 Ekim 1945)
"Bambi ormanin kuytu bir kuytu bir kosesinde dunyaya geldi. Burasi, ancak annesine ve kendisine yetecek buyuklukteydi. Bugulu gozlerle etrafina bakindi. Henuz cevresindekileri net goremiyordu. Biraz zorlanarak da olsa once iki, sonra dort bacaginin uzerinde dikildi. Incecik bacaklari, tir tir titriyordu. Heyecanlandi; duseceğini sandi. Fakat dusmedi; ayakta durmayı basardi.
Az ilerideki agaca tunemis olan saksagan:
"Ne guzel bir yavru, diye bagirdi. Ne kadar guzel cesur ve becerikli bir yavru! Ah! Yeni dogmus bir yavrunun hemen ayaga kalkabilmesi gercekten cok ilginc. Aferin sana minik karaca! Aferin sana minik karaca!"
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"Bambi came into the world in the middle of the thicket, in one of those little, hidden forest glades which seem to be entirely open but are really screened in on all sides. There was very little room in it, scarcely enough for him and his mother. He stood there, swaying unsteadily on his thin legs and staring vaguely in front of him with clouded eyes which saw nothing. He hung his head, trembled a great deal, and was still completely stunned.
The magpie perched on a neighboring branch.
"What a beautiful child,"cried the magpie. "What a beautiful child, How amazing to think that he should be able to get right up and walk! How interesting! I've never seen the like of it before in all my born days."
