Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by Mehmet Murat Ildan

Quote by Mehmet Murat Ildan

“If you see a simple cabin in the woods and don't feel sad about all the complexities of your life, then you are still far from having the awareness to move towards a simple life!”

Quote by Mehmet Murat Ildan

Author

Mehmet Murat Ildan
Mehmet Murat Ildan

Mehmet Murat Ildan is a renowned Turkish writer born on May 16, 1965. His works span various literary forms including novels, essays, and poetry, and have gained widespread popularity among readers. more

You May Also Like

“Reading itself is a deeply strange activity. You’re asking a human brain to tune out nearly all sensory information from the outside world for a long stretch of time in order to focus on a small area of somewhat obscure black markings on a white background, carefully shifting the eyes across those markings in a given direction.”

“How do you make hope? For me, it's writing, reading, researching, rehearsing, teaching, coaching, loving--partnering, parenting, friending, all those things that take me outside of myself and take me deeper inside myself at the same time, a beautiful contradictory co-existing reality. We do not know yet what is still to come, but we do know what we can do to find our way through it. Keep making things, keep making hope. It's the least we can do. It's the most we can do.”

“For many years Cavedagna has followed books as they are made, bit by bit, he sees books be born and die every day, and yet the true books for him remain others, those of the time when for him they were like messages from other worlds. And so it is with authors: he deals with them every day, he knows their fixations, indecisions, susceptibilities, egocentricities, and yet the true authors remain those who for him were only a name on a jacket, a word that was part of the title, authors who had the same reality as their characters, as the places mentioned in the books, who existed and didn't exist at the same time, like those characters and those countries. The author was an invisible point from which the books came, a void traveled by ghosts, an underground tunnel that put other worlds in communication with the chicken coop of his boyhood....”