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  1. Norvecli deneysel arkeolog, antropolog ve kasif Thor Heyerdahl’in olum yildonumu (18 Nisan 2002)

    “Yavru murekkepbaliklari tipki ucanbaliklar gibi kacarken hava yolunu kullanabiliyorlardi. Roket prensibi insanoglunun henuz aklinin kosesinden gecmeden cok onceleri bu canlilarca kullanilagelmisti. Ivme kazanana kadar bedenleri icinden su pompaliyor, sonra da biraz diklesip perdeli kollarini kanat gibi kullanarak havada ucuyorlardi.”



    “Young squids, which are a favorite food of many large fish, can escape their pursuers by taking to the air in the same way as flying fish. They had made the principle of the rocket aircraft a reality long before human genius hit upon the idea.They pump sea water through themselves till they get up a terrific speed, and then they steer up at an angle from the surface by unfolding the pieces of skin like wings.”

  2. "Bugun bizi izleyen kopekbaligina dostca davrandik. Yemek masasinin artiklarini onun acik agzindan iceri bosalttik. Yanimizda yuzerken insandan korkan, ama iyi huylu ,uysal bir kopek gibi davraniyor. Insan yanlislikla onlarin kocaman agizlarindan iceri dusmedikce son derece sevimli olabildikleri bir gercek. En azindan cevremizde dolasmasi hosumuza gidiyor; elbette suya girmedigimiz surece."



    “We made friends with the shark which followed us today. At dinner we fed it with scraps which we poured right down into its open jaws. It has the effect of a half fierce, half good-natured and friendly dog when it swims alongside us. It cannot be denied that sharks can seem quite pleasant so long as we do not get into their jaws ourselves. At least we find it amusing to have them about us, except when we are bathing.”

  3. "Genc insan, guzellik ve ozgurluk dolu bir yasam icin yanip tutusan ilk gencin sen olmadigini biliyor musun? Ey genc, biliyor musun ki tum atalarin da senin gibiyken kaygi ve nefretin tutsagi oldular? Ayrica, yogun isteklerinin ancak insana, hayvana, bitkiye ve yildizlara sevgi ve anlayis gostermeyi basarirsan ve her sevinc senin sevincin, her aci senin acin olursa gerceklesebilecegini de biliyor musun? Gozlerini, yuregini ve ellerini ac ve atalarinin tarihten hirsla sogurduklari zehirden kacin. Iste o zaman dunya senin olacak ve tum yapip ettiklerin mutluluk getirecektir."



    "Jugend, weisst du, dass du nicht die erste Jugend bist, die nach einem Leben voll Schönheit und Freiheit lechzte? Jugend, weisst du, dass all deine Vorfahren so waren wie du und der Sorge und dem Hass verfielen? Weisst du auch, dass deine heissen Wünsche nur dann in Erfüllung gehen können, wenn es dir gelingt, Liebe und Verständnis für Mensch, Tier, Pflanze und Sterne zu erringen, wenn jede Freude deine Freude und jeder Schmerz dein Schmerz sein wird? Öffne deine Augen, dein Herz und deine Hände und meide das Gift, das deine Ahnen aus der Geschichte gierig gesogen haben. Dann wird die Erde dein Vaterland sein und all dein Schaffen und Wirken wird Segen spenden."

  4. Kopurerek kosuyordu atlarimiz
    Durgun denize dogru.
    Bu ucus, guvercindeki,
    Ozgurluk sevinci mi ne!
    Opusmek yasakti, bilir misiniz,
    Dusunmek yasak,
    Isgucunu savunmak yasak!
    Urunu ayirmislar agacindan,
    Tutturabildigine,
    Satiyorlar pazarda;
    Emegin dallari kirlimis, yerde.
    Isik kor edicidir, diyorlar,
    Ozgurluk patlayici.
    Lambamizi bozan da,
    Ozgurluge kundak sokan da onlar.
    Uzandik mi patlasin istiyorlar,
    Yaktik mi tutusalim.
    Mayin tarlalari var,
    Karanlikta duruyor ekmekle su.
    Elleri var ozgurlugun,
    Gozleri, ayaklari;
    Silmek icin kanli teri,
    Bakmak icin yarinlara,
    Esitlige ggiden.
    Ben kafes, sen sarmasik;
    Dolan dolanabildigin kadar!
    Ozgurluk sevgisi bu,
    Insan kapilmaya gorsun bir kez;
    Bir urba ki eskimez,
    Bir dus ki gercekten daha dogru
    Yigit suruculeri tarihsel akisin,
    Isciler, evren kovaninin arilari;
    Bir kara somunun cevresinde dondukce
    Dunyamiza ozgurluk getiren kardesler.
    O somunla dogrulur uykusundan akil,
    Agarir o somunla bitmeyen gecemiz;
    O gunesle bagimsizliga erer kisi.
    Bu umut ozgur olmanin kapisi;
    Mutlu gunlere insanca aralik.
    Bu sevinc mutlu gunlerin isigi;
    Vurur ustumuze usulca urkek.
    Gel yurdumun insani gorun artik,
    Ozgurlugun kapisinda dal gibi;
    Ardinda gokyuzu kardesce mavi!



    Our horses galloped foaming
    to the calm sea.
    What is this flight? Is it the dove's
    joy of freedom?
    It was forbidden to kiss, did you know
    forbidden to think
    forbidden to defend the work force.
    They've picked the fruit from the tree
    and they sell it in the market
    for as much as they can get,
    labor's broken branches on the ground.
    Light is blinding, they say
    and freedom is explosive.
    Arsonists smash our lamps
    and with oily rags set fire to freedom.
    As soon as we reach out, they want an explosion
    and they want us to catch fire when we light the flame.
    There are minefields
    bread and water wait in the darkness.
    Freedom has hands
    eyes, feet;
    to wipe the bloody sweat
    to look at tomorrows
    heading straight for equality.
    I'm the cage, you are the ivy;
    tangle, tangle as much as you are able!
    Love of freedom is this:
    once you're tempted there's no escape
    it's a habit that never gets old
    a dream that is truer than reality.
    The historic flow of brave herdsmen
    the workers, bees of the universe's beehive;
    milling round black bread
    brothers who bring freedom to our world.
    By that bread the mind is roused from sleep
    our endless night dawns with that bread;
    people attain independence with that sun.
    This hope is the door to freedom
    half-open to happy days.
    This joy is the light of happy days
    gently, timidly, its rays strike us.
    Come people of my land, show yourselves
    like a budding branch at the door of freedom
    and behind you the sky is brotherly blue.



  5. Savoure cette eau
    Qui pétille dans ta gorge
    Ne méprise pas cet azur
    Apprécie le ciel
    Embrassé par ta fenêtre.
    Adore l’amandier en fleurs,
    La chambre ensoleillée, la rue boueuse,
    Le blanc, le noir, le vert,
    Le rose, adore- les tous.
    La vivacité est quelque chose
    Qui s’ébat dans le cœur avec joie.
    On s’éprend d’amour
    On s’irrite, on se met en colère, on lutte
    Apprécie ce courroux
    Cette peur mêlée de joie
    Dans la lutte engagée pour le peuple.
    Apprends
    Chose immuable:
    Le soleil ne chauffe que les vivants.
    Vénère le soleil.

  6. Dini ve mitolojik tarihi resimleri ile taninan Italyan ressam (Paolo Caliari) Paolo Veronese'nin olum yildonumu (19 Nisan 1588)

    Le nozze di Cana (The Wedding at Cana, 1563)




    La famiglia di Dario davanti ad Alessandro (The Family of Darius before Alexander, 1565 – 1570)


  7. Hollandali Altin Cag ressami Willem Drost'un dogum yildonumu (19 Nisan 1633)

    The Vision of Daniel, 1650 (Gemäldegalerie, Berlin)




    Bathsheba, 1654, (Musée du Louvre)


  8. Ispanyol Barok ressam Mateo Cerezo, el Joven'in dogum yildonumu (19 Nisan 1637)

    Saint Thomas of Villanova Giving Alms, circa 1660




    Mary Magdalene, second half of XVII century


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