Nationalism Stems From Catastrophes, Whether They Are

‎the Past Is Always An Invented Land.

National Consciousness Is Truly A Miraculous Thing. When I Am Not In Turkey I Feel Even More Turkish Than In Istanbul. But When I'm Home My European Side Becomes More Apparent.

The Gap Between Compassion And Surrender Is Love’s Darkest, Deepest Region.

Istanbul Is Certainly In The Process Of Transforming Itself Into An Attractive Cultural, Tourist And Financial Center. But There Are Also Millions Of Sad Stories In This Giant Sea Of Immigration, Poverty, Misery And Contradictions. So Much Anger, Frustration And Fury.

I Do Not Believe In A Personal Connection To God; That's Where It Gets Transcendental.