Where There Is Love, There Is Bound

When I Am Writing Political Op-eds, I Do Think Carefully About The Impact Of My Words. When I Am Writing Fiction, It's A Different Story. In My Fiction I Am More Reckless. I Don't Care About The Real World Until I Am Done With The Book.

Obviously, Turkey Is Not A Typical Authoritarian Regime, And Obviously It's Very Important That There Are Free Elections. But It's Also Obvious That This Is Not A Liberal, Mature Democracy. This Is Why I Call Turkey A Wobbly Democracy. At Any Time, It Can Tip Over And Fall Down.

If You Want To Experience Eternal Illumination, Put The Past And The Future Out Of Your Mind And Remain Within The Present Moment.

Sometimes I Feel I Have More Faith In European Ideals Than Some Of My British Or French Friends. For Them, It's A Financial Burden. For Me, Europe Is Primarily About Values, About Fundamental Rights, Freedom, Women's Rights.

One Night, A Group Of Moths Gathered On A Shelf Watching A Burning Candle. Puzzled By The Nature Of The Light, They Sent One Of Their Members To Go And Check On It. The Scouting Moth Circled The Candle Several Times And Came Back With A Description: The Light Was Bright. Then A Second Moth Went To Examine It. He, Too, Came Back With An Observation: The Light Was Hot. Finally A Third Moth Volunteered To Go. When He Approached The Candle He Didn't Stop Like His Friends Had Done, But Flew Straight Into The Flame. He Was Consumed There And Then, And Only He Understood The Nature Of The Light.