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“A storm that loves to destroy is happy when it sees a house made of paper, it is sad when it sees a house made of stone! A person with an educated mind who has read different books is like a house made of stone; his steadfast standing grieves the storms. If paper houses take him as a role model, the storm won't wash them away either.”

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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

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“Fantasists aren't natural readers. They grow restive easily.”

Readers Fantasists

Book:Friend of My Youth

Source: Friend of My Youth

“Song You know that it is there, lair where the bear ceases for a time even to exist. Crawl in. You have at last killed enough and eaten enough to be fat enough to cease for a time to exist. Crawl in. It takes talent to live at night, and scorning others you had that talent, but now you sniff the season when you must cease to exist. Crawl in. Whatever for good or ill grows within you needs you for a time to cease to exist. It is not raining inside tonight. You know that it is there. Crawl in.”

Giving In Cessation

Book:Star Dust

Source: Star Dust

“My happiest moments are those when I think nothing, want nothing, and dream nothing, being lost in a torpor like some accidental plant, like mere moss growing on life's surface. I savour without bitterness this absurd awareness of being nothing, this foretaste of death and extinction.”

Author:Pessoa Fernando

“Odd that „now and here” is „nowhere”.”

Author:Nanamoli Thera

“To posses in the shade, that nobility of spirit that makes no demands on life. To be in the whirl of the worlds like dust of flowers, sailing through the afternoon air on unknown wind and falling, in the torpor of dusk, wherever it falls, lost among larger things. To be this with a sure understanding, neither happy nor sad, grateful to the sun for its brilliance and to the stars for their remoteness. To be no more, have no more, want no more … The music of the hungry beggar, the song of blind man, the relic of the unknown wayfarer, the tracks in the desert of the camel without burden or destination …”

Author:Pessoa, Fernando

“Peace at least. All that was dross and residue vanishes from my soul as if it had never been. I'm alone and calm. It's like the moment when I could theoretically convert to a religion. But although I'm no longer attracted to anything down here, I'm also not attracted to anything up above. I feel free, as if I'd ceased to exist and were conscious of that fact.”

Author:Pessoa Fernando

“Now the twin leaves of the seedling chestnut oak on the Carvin's cover path have dried, dropped, and blown; the acorn itself is shrunk and sere. But the sheath of the stem holds water and the white root still delicately sucks, porous and permeable, mute. The death of the self of which the great writers speak is no violent act. It is merely the joining of the great rock heart of the earth in its roll. It is merely the slow cessation of the will's sprints and the intellect's chatter: it is waiting like a hollow bell with stilled tongue. Fuge, tace, quiesce. The waiting itself is the thing.”

Death Nature Winter Cessation

Book:PILGRIM AT TINKER CREEK

Source: PILGRIM AT TINKER CREEK

“[E]very cognition arises from, and subsides into, the timeless transpersonal ground of pure awareness.... [A]t the terminus of any stream of cognition, cognition dissolves into stillness.... [A]t that moment, the ground of being, which is unconditioned and expanded awareness, is revealed.”

Gone Cessation Pure Awareness Suchness

Book:The Recognition Sutras: Illuminating a 1,000-Year-Old Spiritual Masterpiece

Source: The Recognition Sutras: Illuminating a 1,000-Year-Old Spiritual Masterpiece

“Traveling across the United States, it's easy to see why Americans are often thought of as stupid. At the San Diego Zoo, right near the primate habitats, there's a display featuring half a dozen life-size gorillas made out of bronze. Posted nearby is a sign reading CAUTION: GORILLA STATUES MAY BE HOT. Everywhere you turn, the obvious is being stated. CANNON MAY BE LOUD. MOVING SIDEWALK ABOUT TO END. To people who don't run around suing one another, such signs suggest a crippling lack of intelligence. Place bronze statues beneath the southern California sun, and of course they're going to get hot. Cannons are supposed to be loud, that's their claim to fame, and - like it or not - the moving sidewalk is bound to end sooner or later. It's hard trying to explain a country whose motto has become You can't claim I didn't warn you. What can you say about the family who is suing the railroad after their drunk son was killed walking on the tracks? This pretty much sums up my trip to Texas.”

Author:David Sedaris

“My mother was, for the most part, delighted with my brother and regarded him with the bemused curiosity of a brood hen discovering she has hatched a completely different species. 'I think it was very nice of Paul to give me this vase,' she once said, arranging a bouquet of wildflowers into the skull-shaped bong my brother had left on the kitchen table. 'It's nontraditional, but that's the Rooster's way. He's a free spirit, and we're lucky to have him.”

Humor Family Satire Drugs David Sedaris

Book:Me Talk Pretty One Day

Source: Me Talk Pretty One Day