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"Non si uccide un dolore anestetizando il cuore
C'č una cosa che invece puoi fare
Parla con me
Parlami di te
Io ti ascolterņ
Vorrei capire di pił
Quel malessere dentro che hai tu"
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I was afraid I'd always be alone
Then I saw your face at last
I found my way even in the dark
Though at times it seemed too far
I knew if I'd listen to my heart
I'd find that love is where you are
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Fransiz oyun yazari ve sair Alfred de Musset’nin dogum yildonumu (11 Aralik 1810)
Gucum, hayatim, nem varsa kaybettim;
Kaybettim, ah, dostlarimi, nesemi;
Kalmadi hatta kibrim, azametim;
Oydu vehmettiren dahiligimi.
‘Hakikat budur' dedikleri zaman,
Karsimda sahiden bir dost zanettim.
Hakikati anlayip duydugum an;
Coktandir galip gelmisti nefretim.
Ama iste hakikat ebedidir;
Yasarsa bir kimse ondan bihaber,
Alemde omrunce gafil kisidir.
Tanri soruyor, cevap vermek ister,
Iyi ki aglamisim ara sira;
Elimde kalan servet bu, dunyada.
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Ho perduto la mia forza la mia vita
i miei amici, la mia gaiezza;
ho perduto finanche la fierezza
che faceva credere del mio genio
Quando ho conosciuto la Veritą
ho creduto che ella fosse un’amica;
ma quando l’ho compresa e sentita,
ne ero gią disgustata.
E pertanto ella č eterna
e quelli che si sono privati di essa nella vita
hanno ignorato tutto
Dio parla, bisogna che gli si risponda.
il solo bene che mi resta al mondo
č di aver pianto, qualche volta.
Pepa'cigim, gece ilerleyip de
Annen odasina cekildigi an
Sen lambanin altinda yari uryan
Duaya baslarsin ya, egilip de;
Hani rahati kacmis ruhun, seni
Gecenin koynuna terk ettigi an;
Basligini atarsin da basindan
Yatagina bir bakarsin ya hani;
Evin butun insanlarini saran
Agirlik yaklasir ya, adim adim;
Guzelim, sevgilim, Pepita'cigim,
Ne dusunursun acaba o zaman?
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PÉPA! when the night has come,
And mamma has bid good-night,
By thy light, half-clad and dumb,
As thou kneelest out of sight;
Laid by, cap and sweeping vest
Ere thou sinkest to repose,
At the hour when half at rest
Folds thy soul as folds a rose;
When sweet Sleep, the sovereign mild,
Peace to all the house has brought
Pépita! my charming child!
What, oh, what is then thy thought?
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1988 yilida Nobel Edebiyat Odulunu kazanan, Misirli yazar Necib Mahfuz’un dogum yildonumu (11 Aralik 1911)
"Seytan gencligin kapilarini kolayca girilecek bir yer olarak gorur ve gizlice iceri suzulerek kotulugunu yapar. Hepimiz gencligin kapilarini ondan korumali ve SIKI SIKI kapali tutmaliyiz. Dusun artik, yasini basini almisligin sayginligina erismis bir adamin bu kapilari acip seytani cagirdigini gorursek durum ne olur?"¯ Midak Sokagi
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"Satan finds the doors of youth an easy entrance and he slips in both secretly and openly to spread his havoc. We should do all we can do to prevent the doors of youth opening to him and keep them tightly closed. Just think of elderly men to whom age has given the keys of respectability. What would be the situation if we were to see them deliberately opening these doors and calling out in invitation to the devil?"
"Kendimi oyle bir girdapta buluyorum ki, siirden baska cikis yolu yok, siir varligimin tek amaci. Siir olmadan, bizi hava gibi kusatan askla ne ederdik ? Bizi ates gibi yakan gizli duygular, acimadan ustumuze gelen su dunyayla ?"¯ Dilenci
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"I found myself caught in a whirlpool from which there's no escape except through poetry, for poetry is the very aim of my existence. Without it, what would we do with the love which surrounds us like air, the secret feelings which burns us like fire, the universe which oppresses us without mercy?"
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1970 yilida Nobel Edebiyat Odulunu kazanan, Rus yazar Aleksandr Soljenitsin’in dogum yildonumu (11 Aralik 1918)
"Tokluk, doygunluk, yedigimiz yemegin cokluguyla ilgili degil. Onemli olan nasil yedigimiz. Mutluluk da boyle, tipatip boyle. Mutluluk hayattan koparabildigimiz seylerden cok kopardiklarimiza karsi olan tutumumuza bagli." Ilk Cember
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"Satiety depends not at all on how much we eat, but on how we eat. It's the same with happiness, the very same...happiness doesn't depend on how many external blessings we have snatched from life. It depends only on our attitude toward them."
“Tipki bir bisiklet gibi, tipki bir kere donmeye baslayinca ancak hareket ettigi surece dengesini koruyabilen, fakat donmesi durur durmaz, dusen bir tekerlek gibi, bir erkekle bir kadin arasinda oyun bir kere basladi mi, ancak ilerledigi surece var olabilir. Eger ileriye gidis, bugun dunkunden daha fazla degilse, oyun bitmis demektir.”
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“Like a bicycle, like a wheel that, once rolling, is stable only so long as it keeps moving but falls when its momentum stops, so the game between a man and woman, once begun, can exist only so long as it progresses. If the forward movement today is no more than it was yesterday, the game is over.”
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Amerikali kisa oyku yazari, sair, ogretmen ve politik eylemci Grace Paley’in dogum yildonumu (11 Aralik 1922)
“Zavalli ihtiyar annem, bogazina benden kocaman bir parca dugumlenmis halde, gozu arkada gitti obur tarafa. O sirada askerdeydim ama anladigima gore son sozleri su olmus: "Freddy'yi Eleanor Farbstein ile tanistirin." Kadindaki curete bakin hele. Beni bir mal gibi vasiyetine eklemis resmen. Kiz kardesimi asker tirasli o reklam yazarina, o gastronomi uzmanina birakmis. Babami teyzelerin merhametine terk etmis. Sira bana gelince, ki guya onun en kiymetli varligi, gonlunun buzdolabindaki en iyi et parcasiydim, tutmus beni de Ellen Farbstein'a birakmis.” Insana Hic Rahat Yok Kendinden
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“My poor old mother died with a sizeable chunk of me stuck in her gullet. I was in the army at the time, but I understand her last words were: "Introduce Freddy to Eleanor Farbstein." Consider the nerve of that woman. Including me in a codicil. She left my sister to that ad man and culinary expert with a crew cut. She left my father to the commiseration of aunts, while me, her prize possession and the best piece of meat in the freezer of her heart, she left to Ellen Farbstein. “
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“Vucudunun bolumleri, ister gorunur, ister ortulu olsun, gozu oksuyordu. Cocuklugun ve ihtiyarligin butun abartili kemikleri, genc kizligin sicacik ahenginde uykuya dalmisti.”
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“Her parts, visible or wrapped, were tooled for display. All the exaggerated bones of childhood and old age were bedded down in a cozy consistency of girl.”
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“Sen ne yaparsan yap, hayat durmaz. Ancak bir iki dakika oturup bir dus gorur.”
