Utopias Are Often Just Premature Truths.

Man Hath No Heaven And Time's Coast Is Chartless. He Speeds; We Pass Away!

Grief Knits Two Hearts In Closer Bonds Than Happiness Ever Can; And Common Sufferings Are Far Stronger Links Than Common Joys.

Life Is Too Short To Spare An Hour Of It In The Indulgence Of This Evil Passion.

Eloquence Dwells Quite As Much In The Hearts Of The Hearers As On The Lips Of The Orator.

If They Say "you Have Your Last Chance To Look At The World", I Wish That Look Would From Çamlıca Of Istanbul.