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Ingiliz yazar,denemeci, gazeteci ve edebi elestirmen (Eric Blair) George Orwell'in dogum yildonumu (25 Haziran 1903)
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"Gecmis tuhaf bir sey. Her zaman sizinledir, bence on ya da yirmi yl once olmus bir seyi dusunmeksizin bir saat bile geciremeyiz, yine de cogunlukla hicbir gercekligi yoktur, tarih kitaplarindaki bir suru malzeme gibi, o da yalnizca bildik bir olgular dizisinden ibarettir. Sonra sans eseri bir goruntu veya ses ya da koku, ozellikle de koku, size carpar ve sadece gecmis canlanmakla kalmaz, siz de gercekten gecmise donuverirsiniz." Daralma
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"The past is a curious thing. It's with you all the time. I suppose an hour never passes without your thinking of things that happened ten or twenty years ago, and yet most of the time it's got no reality, it's just a set of facts that you've learned, like a lot of stuff in a history book. Then some chance sight or sound or smell, especially smell, sets you going, and the past doesn't merely come back to you, you're actually IN the past. It was like that at this moment."
"Aslinda proleterler hakkinda pek az sey biliniyordu. Cok fazla sey bilmeye de gerek yoktu. Calismayi, uremeyi surdurdukleri surece, baska ne yaptiklarinin bir onemi yoktu.Doguyorlar, sokaklarda buyuyorlar, on iki yasinda calismaya basliyorlar, guzellesip cinsel isteklerinin uyandigi kisa bir gelisme caginin ardindan yirmisinde evleniyorlar, otuzunda orta yasli insanlar olup cikiyorlar, altmisina geldiklerinde de olup gidiyorlardi. Agir kosullarda calismaktan, bogaz kavgasindan, komsularla didismekten, sinema, futbol, bira ve en onemlisi de kumar yuzunden kafalarini calistirmaya firsat bulamiyorlardi. Onlari denetim altinda tutmak hic de zor degildi."
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"In reality very little was known about the proles. It was not necessary to know much. So long as they continued to work and breed, their other activities were without importance. They had reverted to a style of life that appeared to be natural to them, a sort of ancestral pattern. They were born, they grew up in the gutters, they went to work at twelve, they passed through a brief blossoming-period of beauty and sexual desire, they married at twenty, they were middle-aged at thirty, they died, for the most part, at sixty. Heavy physical work, the care of home and children, petty quarrels with neighbours, films, football, beer, and above all, gambling, filled up the horizon of their minds. To keep them in control was not difficult."
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Hollandali ressam Lawrence Alma-Tadema'nin olum yildonumu (25 Haziran 1912)
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12 Ofkeli Adam (12 Angry Men, 1957), Serpico (1973), Kopeklerin Gunu (Dog Day Afternoon,1975), Sebeke (Network, 1976), Karar (The Verdict, 1982) gibi filmlerin yonetmeni Sidney Lumet'in dogum yildonumu (25 Haziran 1924)
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20. yuzyilin en onemli Avusturyali kadin sair ve yazarlarindan Ingeborg Bachmann'in dogum yildonumu (25 Haziran 1926)
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"Bir gun gelecek, insanlarin siyah ama altin gibi parlayan gozleri olacak; onlar, guzelligi gorecekler, pisliklerden arinmis ve tum yuklerden kurtulmus olacaklar, havalara yukselecekler, sularin dibine inecekler, sikintilarinin ve ellerinin nasir baglamis oldugunu unutacaklar. Bir gun gelecek, insanlar ozgur olacaklar, butun insanlar ozgur olacaklar, kendi ozgurluk kavramlari karsisinda da ozgur olacaklar. Bu daha buyuk bir ozgurluk olacak, olcusuz olacak, butun bir yasam boyunca surecek."
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"Ein Tag wird kommen, an dem die Menschen schwarzgoldene Augen haben, sie werden die Schnheit sehen, sie werden vom Schmutz befreit sein und von jeder Last, sie werden sich in die Lfte heben, sie werden unter die Wasser gehen, sie werden ihre Schwielen und ihre Nte vergessen. Ein Tag wird kommen, sie werden frei sein, es werden alle Menschen frei sein, auch von der Freiheit, die sie gemeint haben. Es wird eine grere Freiheit sein, sie wird ber die Maen sein, sie wird fr ein ganzes Leben sein."
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Soykirimdan kurtulan Anna Frank, Bir Genc Kizin Hatiralari'ni (Het Achterhuis) 25 Haziran 1947 tarihinde yayinladi.
"Annemin ve baskalarinin destegi olmadan yasamayi ogrenmem kolay olmadi. Bu bana, buyuk bir hayat kavgasina ve gozyaslarina mal oldu. Bana inanmayabilirsin ve gulebilirsin umrumda degil. Ben bagimsiz bir insan oldugumu biliyorum. Bunlari sana anlattim cunku aksi halde sizden birseyler gizledigimi sanirdiniz.Sorunlarim oldugunda hepiniz sen dahil gozlerinizi kapattiniz ve kulaklarinizi tikadiniz. Sen bana yardim etmedin, aksine sadece azar isittim; gurultu yapmamam soylendi. Ben yalnizca uzgun olmamak icin samata yapiyordum. Icimdeki sesi duymamak icin taskinliklar yapiyordum. Komedi oynuyordum; tam bir bucuk yil boyunca hic sektirmeden. Sizlanmadim ve oynadigim rolu hic aksatmadim ve simdi mucadele bitti. Ustesinden geldim. Bedenen ve ruhen bagimsizim. Artik bir anneye ihtiyacim yok, butun bu kavgalar beni guclendirdi."
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"I've now reached the point where I don't need the support of Mother or anyone else. It didn't happen overnight. I've struggled long and hard and shed many tears to become as independent as I am now. You can laugh and refuse to believe me, but I don't care. I know I'm an independent person. I'm only telling you this because.When I was having problems, everyone -- and that includes you -- closed their eyes and ears and didn't help me. On the contrary, all I ever got were admonitions not to be so noisy. I was noisy only to keep myself from being miserable all the time. I was overconfident to keep from having to listen to the voice inside me. I've been putting on an act for the last year and a half, day in, day out. I've never complained or dropped my mask, nothing of the kind, and now.Now the battle is over. I've won! I'm independent, in both body and mind. I don't need a mother anymore, and I've emerged from the struggle a stronger person."
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Amerikali unlu sef, yazar, seyahat belgeselcisi ve televizyon programcisi Sevgili Anthony (Michael) Bourdainin dogum yildonumu (25 Haziran 1956)
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Ingiliz sair, kisa oyku ve oyun yazari Alfred Noyesin olum yildonumu (25 Haziran 1958)
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Carol, her meneksenin
cenneti var aynalar icin.
kucuk vadiler yalan soyler
cok bulutlu gogun altinda
kucuk kulubeler
sinirsiz toprakla cevrilir
isik sacan her kucuk golet
ardinda buyuk kiyilar oldugu iddiasinda.
kiyilar ki, hicbir denizcinin ulasmadigi
denizler ki, hicbir geminin acilmadigi
butun kiyilar gun bittiginde
batan gunese karisiyorki, bu oyku ogretmeye calisiyor:
konusurken daha fazlasi soylenebilir.
guzellik solan bir cicek
ama gercek: bir buyucu kulesi
kutsal olum canlarinin caldigi
ve cevresinde bir ormanin yuvarlandigi
tuhaf yollardan geldik
gunleri tutan isiga
korkunun ugradigi yerleri aradik
o kat kat kure icin
iste, uzak degil ama yakin
o aptal-asik burada:
kiyi ki, ardinda kiyi yok
her kalbin derininde bir yalan
askin olmayan gokyuzuyle
cennet ne icin asilir?
cennet aski olan kalpler icin?
Carol, Carol, geldik
tekrardan cennete, tekrardan eve.
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Carol, every violet has
Heaven for a looking-glass!
Every little valley lies
Under many-clouded skies;
Every little cottage stands
Girt about with boundless lands.
Every little glimmering pond
Claims the mighty shores beyond
Shores no seamen ever hailed,
Seas no ship has ever sailed.
All the shores when day is done
Fade into the setting sun,
So the story tries to teach
More than can be told in speech.
Beauty is a fading flower,
Truth is but a wizard's tower,
Where a solemn death-bell tolls,
And a forest round it rolls.
We have come by curious ways
To the light that holds the days;
We have sought in haunts of fear
For that all-enfolding sphere:
And lo! it was not far, but near.
We have found, O foolish-fond,
The shore that has no shore beyond.
Deep in every heart it lies
With its untranscended skies;
For what heaven should bend above
Hearts that own the heaven of love?
Carol, Carol, we have come
Back to heaven, back to home.
