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賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵
Available in English for the first time, this best-selling Turkish classic of love and alienation in a changing world captures the vibrancy of interwar Berlin.
A shy young man leaves his home in rural Turkey to learn a trade and discover life in 1920s Berlin. There, amidst the city鈥檚 bustling streets, elegant museums, passionate politics, and infamous cabarets, a chance meeting with a beautiful half-Jewish artist transforms him forever. Caught between his desire for freedom from tradition and his yearning to belong, he struggles to hold on to the new life he has found with the woman he loves.
Emotionally powerful, intensely atmospheric, and touchingly profound, Madonna in a Fur Coat is an unforgettable novel about new beginnings, the relentless pull of family ties, and the unfathomable nature of the human soul. First published in 1943, this novel, with its quiet yet insistent defiance of social norms, has been topping best-seller lists in Turkey since 2013.
A shy young man leaves his home in rural Turkey to learn a trade and discover life in 1920s Berlin. There, amidst the city鈥檚 bustling streets, elegant museums, passionate politics, and infamous cabarets, a chance meeting with a beautiful half-Jewish artist transforms him forever. Caught between his desire for freedom from tradition and his yearning to belong, he struggles to hold on to the new life he has found with the woman he loves.
Emotionally powerful, intensely atmospheric, and touchingly profound, Madonna in a Fur Coat is an unforgettable novel about new beginnings, the relentless pull of family ties, and the unfathomable nature of the human soul. First published in 1943, this novel, with its quiet yet insistent defiance of social norms, has been topping best-seller lists in Turkey since 2013.
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Sabahattin Ali
167听books2,259听followersSabahattin Ali (February 25, 1907 鈥� April 2, 1948) was a Turkish novelist, short-story writer, poet, and journalist.
He was born in 1907 in E臒ridere township (now Ardino in southern Bulgaria) of the Sanjak of G眉m眉lcine (now Komotini in northern Greece), in the Ottoman Empire. He lived in Istanbul, 脟anakkale and Edremit before he entered the School of Education in Bal谋kesir. Then, he was transferred to the School of Education in Istanbul, where he graduated in 1926. After serving as a teacher in Yozgat for one year, he earned a fellowship from the Ministry of National Education and studied in Germany from 1928 to 1930. When he returned to Turkey, he taught German language in high schools at Ayd谋n and Konya.
While he was serving as a teacher in Konya, he was arrested for a poem he wrote criticizing Atat眉rk's policies, and accused of libelling two other journalists. Having served his sentence for several months in Konya and then in the Sinop Fortress Prison, he was released in 1933 in an amnesty granted to mark the 10th anniversary of the declaration of the Republic of Turkey. He then applied to the Ministry of National Education for permission to teach again. After proving his allegiance to Atat眉rk by writing the poem "Benim A艧k谋m" (literally: My Love or My Passion), he was assigned to the publications division at the Ministry of National Education. Sabahattin Ali married on May 16, 1935 and did his military service in 1936. He was imprisoned again and released in 1944. He also owned and edited a popular weekly newspaper called "Marko Pa艧a" (pronounced "Marco Pasha"), together with Aziz Nesin.
Upon his release from prison, he suffered financial troubles. His application for a passport was denied. He was killed at the Bulgarian border, probably on 1 or 2 April 1948. His body was found on June 16, 1948. It is generally believed that he was killed by Ali Ertekin, a smuggler with connections to the National Security Service, who had been paid to help him pass the border.[2] Another hypothesis is that Ertekin handed him over to the security services, and he was killed during interrogation. It is believed he was killed because of his political opinions.
Sabahattin Ali's 100th birth anniversary was celebrated in Bulgarian city Ardino in March 31, 2007. Ali is a well-known author in this country because his books have been read in schools in Bulgaria since 1950s.
He was born in 1907 in E臒ridere township (now Ardino in southern Bulgaria) of the Sanjak of G眉m眉lcine (now Komotini in northern Greece), in the Ottoman Empire. He lived in Istanbul, 脟anakkale and Edremit before he entered the School of Education in Bal谋kesir. Then, he was transferred to the School of Education in Istanbul, where he graduated in 1926. After serving as a teacher in Yozgat for one year, he earned a fellowship from the Ministry of National Education and studied in Germany from 1928 to 1930. When he returned to Turkey, he taught German language in high schools at Ayd谋n and Konya.
While he was serving as a teacher in Konya, he was arrested for a poem he wrote criticizing Atat眉rk's policies, and accused of libelling two other journalists. Having served his sentence for several months in Konya and then in the Sinop Fortress Prison, he was released in 1933 in an amnesty granted to mark the 10th anniversary of the declaration of the Republic of Turkey. He then applied to the Ministry of National Education for permission to teach again. After proving his allegiance to Atat眉rk by writing the poem "Benim A艧k谋m" (literally: My Love or My Passion), he was assigned to the publications division at the Ministry of National Education. Sabahattin Ali married on May 16, 1935 and did his military service in 1936. He was imprisoned again and released in 1944. He also owned and edited a popular weekly newspaper called "Marko Pa艧a" (pronounced "Marco Pasha"), together with Aziz Nesin.
Upon his release from prison, he suffered financial troubles. His application for a passport was denied. He was killed at the Bulgarian border, probably on 1 or 2 April 1948. His body was found on June 16, 1948. It is generally believed that he was killed by Ali Ertekin, a smuggler with connections to the National Security Service, who had been paid to help him pass the border.[2] Another hypothesis is that Ertekin handed him over to the security services, and he was killed during interrogation. It is believed he was killed because of his political opinions.
Sabahattin Ali's 100th birth anniversary was celebrated in Bulgarian city Ardino in March 31, 2007. Ali is a well-known author in this country because his books have been read in schools in Bulgaria since 1950s.
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August 14, 2024
you think you know YEARNING and then you read madonna in a fur coat!!!!!!!!!!! you think you know THE FLEETING NATURE OF HAPPINESS and then you read madonna in a fur coat!!!!!!!!!!! you think you know UNREQUITED LOVE and then you read madonna in a fur coat!!!!!!!!!!!
September 6, 2016
'B眉y眉k konu艧mayacaks谋n' derdi babam, hakl谋ym谋艧. Kitab谋n bu kadar y眉ksek bir puan almas谋n谋 garipsemi艧, madem bu kadar g眉zel bir kitap, neden di臒er dillere terc眉me edilip bir D眉nya klasi臒i haline gelmemi艧 diye ele艧tirmi艧tim.
Ve Sabahattin Ali d眉n gece bana b眉t眉n bu laflar谋 bir g眉zel yedirtti, hatta 眉zerine su bile i莽irdi.
Bu kadar i莽ten, beni bu kadar derinden etkileyen, kendimle bu kadar 枚zde艧le艧tirdi臒im, i莽imi tatl谋 tatl谋 s谋kan, g枚zlerimi dolduran, sayfalar谋 h谋zl谋ca 莽evirip bo臒az谋mdaki d眉臒眉m眉 bir t眉rl眉 atamadan okudu臒um ba艧ka bir kitap var m谋d谋r bilmiyorum.
Konuyu ve kitaba ili艧kin baz谋 doneleri buraya yazmak isterdim, ancak onlar谋 buraya yazarak kendi ele艧tirel dilimle kirletmekten ve de臒erlerini azaltmaktan korkuyorum. Buraya "a艧k nedir?" yazsam, kli艧e bir a艧k roman谋 sanabilirsiniz, buraya "i莽sel d眉nya" desem, 莽ok felsefi bulabilirsiniz. Kitap bunlar谋n hi莽birisi de臒il. En iyisi kendiniz ke艧fetmeniz.
Kitab谋 okudu臒umdan beri s眉rekli o K眉rk Mantolu Madonna'n谋n resmini hayal ediyor, t谋pk谋 Raif Bey gibi orada oldu臒umu, her g眉n oraya giderek resme bakman谋n ne demek oldu臒unu zihnimde canland谋rmaya 莽al谋艧谋yorum. Kendi Maria Puder'imi hayat谋ma girmi艧 ve 莽谋km谋艧 t眉m insanlarla kar艧谋la艧t谋r谋yor ve ona ne kadar benzediklerini 莽谋kartmaya 莽al谋艧谋yorum.
E臒er bir kitap duygular谋n谋z谋 harekete ge莽irebiliyor, gece sizi uykusuz b谋rakabiliyorsa, 5 de臒il 10 y谋ld谋z bile verseniz o kitab谋n hakk谋n谋 枚deyemezsiniz. Kesinlikle okunmas谋 gereken bir kitap.
Ve Sabahattin Ali d眉n gece bana b眉t眉n bu laflar谋 bir g眉zel yedirtti, hatta 眉zerine su bile i莽irdi.
Bu kadar i莽ten, beni bu kadar derinden etkileyen, kendimle bu kadar 枚zde艧le艧tirdi臒im, i莽imi tatl谋 tatl谋 s谋kan, g枚zlerimi dolduran, sayfalar谋 h谋zl谋ca 莽evirip bo臒az谋mdaki d眉臒眉m眉 bir t眉rl眉 atamadan okudu臒um ba艧ka bir kitap var m谋d谋r bilmiyorum.
Konuyu ve kitaba ili艧kin baz谋 doneleri buraya yazmak isterdim, ancak onlar谋 buraya yazarak kendi ele艧tirel dilimle kirletmekten ve de臒erlerini azaltmaktan korkuyorum. Buraya "a艧k nedir?" yazsam, kli艧e bir a艧k roman谋 sanabilirsiniz, buraya "i莽sel d眉nya" desem, 莽ok felsefi bulabilirsiniz. Kitap bunlar谋n hi莽birisi de臒il. En iyisi kendiniz ke艧fetmeniz.
Kitab谋 okudu臒umdan beri s眉rekli o K眉rk Mantolu Madonna'n谋n resmini hayal ediyor, t谋pk谋 Raif Bey gibi orada oldu臒umu, her g眉n oraya giderek resme bakman谋n ne demek oldu臒unu zihnimde canland谋rmaya 莽al谋艧谋yorum. Kendi Maria Puder'imi hayat谋ma girmi艧 ve 莽谋km谋艧 t眉m insanlarla kar艧谋la艧t谋r谋yor ve ona ne kadar benzediklerini 莽谋kartmaya 莽al谋艧谋yorum.
E臒er bir kitap duygular谋n谋z谋 harekete ge莽irebiliyor, gece sizi uykusuz b谋rakabiliyorsa, 5 de臒il 10 y谋ld谋z bile verseniz o kitab谋n hakk谋n谋 枚deyemezsiniz. Kesinlikle okunmas谋 gereken bir kitap.
January 6, 2025
Although the title of the book is an obvious allusion to by its bitterness and sadness Madonna in a Fur Coat may be compared to by 鈥� However the world Sabahattin Ali鈥檚 personages abide in is more desolate and bleaker鈥�
The principal character is an extremely shy and despondent man but he keeps to himself an innermost secret, which the narrator learns only too late鈥�
In Berlin, at the exhibition of new painters, the main hero sees an outstanding self-portrait of an artist named Madonna in a Fur Coat鈥�
And he desperately falls in love鈥� Then, accidentally, he meets the woman and they are acquainted鈥� Their relationships are uncertain and strange and poetic鈥� But because of his timidity or his weak will or his ill luck or all those put together he in the end loses the only true love of his life鈥�
The past may leave in one鈥檚 heart not just deep scars but also terrible non-healing wounds.
鈥e was rather ordinary, with no distinguishing features 鈥� no different from the hundreds of others we meet and fail to notice in the course of a normal day. Indeed, there was no part of his life 鈥� public or private 鈥� that might give rise to curiosity.
The principal character is an extremely shy and despondent man but he keeps to himself an innermost secret, which the narrator learns only too late鈥�
In Berlin, at the exhibition of new painters, the main hero sees an outstanding self-portrait of an artist named Madonna in a Fur Coat鈥�
What was it about that portrait? I know that words alone will not suffice. All I can say is that she wore a strange formidable, haughty, and almost wild expression, one that I had never seen before on a woman. But while that face was utterly new to me, I couldn鈥檛 help but feel that I had seen her many times before. Surely I knew this pale face, this dark brown hair, this dark brow, these dark eyes that spoke of eternal anguish and resolve.
And he desperately falls in love鈥� Then, accidentally, he meets the woman and they are acquainted鈥� Their relationships are uncertain and strange and poetic鈥� But because of his timidity or his weak will or his ill luck or all those put together he in the end loses the only true love of his life鈥�
I could have carried on as I was, shunning human company and leading a mediocre existence, but at no point having to face how very empty my life was. I鈥檇 have dragged on through life, convinced that my strange temperament allowed me no more, and never would I have known what it meant to lead a happy life. I鈥檇 have suffered from loneliness, while still believing that one day I might be rescued. Such was my state of mind when Maria, or rather her painting, came into my life. She had swept me away from my dark and silent world, delivering me to the land of truth and light. And now she had vanished, offering no reasons, and as suddenly as she鈥檇 come.
The past may leave in one鈥檚 heart not just deep scars but also terrible non-healing wounds.
December 24, 2024
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April 21, 2025
DID I FINISH THIS OR DID IT FINISH ME? it鈥檚 time to take a break from being a hater!
鈥淚 felt such a fresh longing for her at that moment that we might have parted only yesterday. The pain of losing something precious - be it earthly happiness or material wealth - can be forgotten over time. But our missed opportunities never leave us, and every time they come back to haunt us, we ache. Or perhaps what haunts us is that nagging thought that things might have turned out differently. Because without that thought, we would put it down to fate and accept it.鈥�
lives were changed. i will never be the same again. this book has my heart forever. MY FIRST FIVE STAR OF THE YEAR. jack edwards, that one ig reel, and cheska, i love you. the ig reel said this book was for cynics who still believe in soulmates but also heartbreak, and that is so painfully accurate. this book deserves all the stars in the world, and i shall defend it with my life. every single aspect of this compelling and immersive book is exceedingly perfect.
鈥淣ever before had I felt such happiness. I could feel my heart opening, as if for the first time. How was it that a person could bring such happiness to another without really doing anything at all? A friendly greeting, an innocent smile... and at that moment I wanted nothing else. I was the richest man in the world. As my eyes followed her around the room, I murmured to myself, 鈥楾hank you... thank you so much.鈥欌€�
let me preface this by saying i鈥檓 not an emotional reader. though my eyes have gotten watery, i鈥檝e never cried/shed a tear at all reading a book. not babel, not OEWBG (surprisingly so but it almost did and maybe will in the future), not white nights, and so on, UNTIL NOW. this had me quite literally staring at my wall for 10 minutes, screaming, crying, and rocking back and forth. MY HEART PHYSICALLY HURT, and i鈥檓 not being dramatic this time. this is the most you can get when you ask for melancholy and yearning. this hurt more than white nights, and that was immensely heartbreaking. this awoke something dormant inside me.
鈥淔or a brief while, a woman had pulled me out of listless lethargy; she had taught me that I was a man, or rather, a human being; she had shown me that the world was not as absurd as I had previously thought and that I had the capacity for joy. But from the moment we lost touch, I lost the benefit of her influence. I went back to my old ways.鈥�
i鈥檝e always seen white nights as the pinnacle of yearning鈥攁 story about a lonely, alienated dreamer, who is reminded that that happiness is ephemeral and connection is also fleeting鈥攖hat some people are just meant to pass through our lives rather than stay for a while. madonna in a fur coat takes those same themes, and it's kind of like a retelling, but for me, it dialed up the intensity, the melancholy as i said, and the devastation. hence, i thought white nights was made for me, and i still do, but i believe this was made for me even more? if that鈥檚 even possible? sabahattin ali where have you been all my life?
鈥淪he had swept me away from my dark and silent world, delivering me to the land of truth and light. And now she had vanished, offering no reasons, and as suddenly as she'd come. But for me there was no hope of sinking back into my old torpor.鈥�
madonna in a fur coat is about alienation, yearning, missed opportunities, that haunting "what if," and the transience of happiness. just like white nights, it鈥檚 about those fleeting moments that leave a indelible mark on your soul鈥攖he kind that you鈥檒l revisit a thousand times, wondering how life could have been different. it鈥檚 about love that arrives too late, the love that you never thought you would experience. it's the feeling of holding something ineffably precious in your hands, only to watch it slip through your fingers, helplessly. it鈥檚 about living with absence, how missing something so profoundly ingrained in you creates a hollowness鈥攁 feeling that something is supposed to be there but isn鈥檛 anymore. then, it chronically lingers in your mind, and you can feel it like a phantom limb.
鈥淭hough I had always been an awkward and reclusive boy, I did have a secret yearning. There had been one lesson in which I had won my teacher's admiration: I could paint fairly well. I had dreamed, from time to time, of attending Istanbul's Academy of Fine Arts. That said, I had always been one of those quiet boys who preferred dreams to the real world. I was, in addition, absurdly shy, and therefore often mistaken for a fool, which upset me deeply. For nothing terrified me more than the prospect of correcting a false impression.鈥�
鈥淎fter spending two hours with a book, and finding it more pleasurable than two years of real life, I'd remember again that life had no meaning, and sink back into despair.鈥�
i鈥檓 the biggest yearner ever. a piner. I LONG like rent needs to be paid. raif is me and i am him at my core. raif is a ludicrously shy man who sees the world but never quite belongs to it. he is isolated, introspective, a spectator, rather than an active participant. however, when he meets maria, he finally experiences something real: 鈥淪uddenly, I felt light-hearted, even brave. As I watched the waiter standing there, totting up the figures, I had the overwhelming urge to smile and say 鈥楲ook how happy I am, you fools!鈥� I wanted to salute every customer in the room, throw my arms around them all, even the musicians, and embrace them like long-lost friends.鈥�鈥攐nly to realize that life is cruel. could he be dramatic sometimes? yes. but aren鈥檛 we all? his emotions were visceral, raw, and overwhelming. i could feel that torrent. and perhaps i鈥檓 oversharing, but also the issues with his dad: 鈥淭here was, in fact, no reason for me to feel any genuine affection for him; he had always been a stranger to me. Had someone asked me if my father had been a good man, I would have been at a loss for words. For I had never been close enough to know how good or bad he was. It was hard even to ink of him as a real person: for me he had always been an abstract idea. A father. A bald man with a round grey beard who came home every evening in frowning silence. Who saw no reason why he should pay the slightest attention to his children, or to our mother鈥�, raif鈥檚 silence, his inability to stand up for himself sometimes, the way he retreats into his inner world instead of confronting reality, his overindulgence in reading, all felt too real for me.
鈥淚 don't know why, but I felt a particularly close bond with this young woman. When I saw how she was incapable of voicing her true feelings, and how fear and envy contrived to suppress everything about her that was deep and strong, and beautiful - I saw myself.鈥�
mariaa!! i could never hate her, as i resonated with her as well. she's an enigmatic woman ahead of her time, so strong yet deeply wounded. she has never had good interactions with men in her life, as they always hurt her or used her鈥攕he never truly liked any of them (which is so me)鈥攗ntil raif. WHERE鈥橲 MINE? anyway, she was scared to love鈥攅ven felt incapable of it for a long period of time. how do you surrender to love when it鈥檚 the one thing you鈥檝e learned to fear? ultimately she did, and their love SHATTERED me.
THE ENDING. you see it coming, but when it comes it still demolishes you. honestly, demolishing is an understatement. I WAS OBLITERATED.
no words could ever adequately encapsulate my love for this book鈥攖hey鈥檙e all too tepid. i am ardently besotted. UTTERLY ENAMOURED. I DON鈥橳 CARE WHO KNOWS IT. if i were to be a book, this would be it.
it is as stunningly beautiful as it is heartbreaking. you will see me in the near future rereading this and adding to this review, undoubtedly. i鈥檝e read many books, but i read this and felt it in my bones.
i am never getting over this. i want to tattoo this book on my eyelids. it's my new favourite.
congrats if you read this whole thing, it's my longest review now. the cheat sheet held the record previously, and now i'm glad that my longest review now is for a book i don't despise with every fibre of my being!
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鈥淔or as long as I lived, I would travel far and wide, meeting with people whose languages I did or did not know, and everywhere I went, I would be looking for Maria Puder. In every pair of eyes, I would be searching for the Madonna in a Fur Coat.鈥�
鈥淣ow I can see the truth. All the same, I have no choice but to condemn myself to everlasting solitude. Life is a game that is only played once, and I lost. There is no second chance... My years ahead will be even worse than the years already past. I shall continue to go shopping every evening, like a machine. I shall meet and tolerate people in whom I have no interest. Could I have continued living in any other way? I think not. Had I been spared this chance encounter, I might have carried on living as before, oblivious to the truth. You were the one who taught me that another life was possible, and that I had a soul. And it is not your fault that it ended too soon... Thank you for giving me the chance to be truly alive. Those few months were worth a few lifetimes, don't you think?鈥�
鈥淚 stayed at home under the pretext of not feeling well. I have been writing these lines since morning. It's slowly getting dark. They are not back yet. But soon they will come, laughing and screaming. What do I have to do with all of this? What do all these connections mean when the souls are not connected? For years, I have not exchanged a word with anyone. How much I need someone to talk to. To suppress everything within oneself is nothing other than being buried alive, isn't it? Oh Maria, why can't we sit together at the window and talk? Why can't we walk silently side by side on stormy autumn evenings and listen to the conversation of our souls? Why are you not with me?鈥�
鈥淏ut I knew in my heart that this was not how events would unfold. For our lives were governed by trivial details. Indeed, trivial details were what true life was made of. The logic in our minds had always been at odds with the logic of life itself.鈥�
鈥淗ow easily people can read each other! ... And there I was, trying so hard to penetrate someone else's mind, to find out if the soul hiding inside it was ordered or in turmoil. For even the most wretched and simple-minded man could be a surprise, even a fool could have a soul whose torments were a constant source of amazement. Why are we so slow to see this, and why do we assume that it is the easiest thing in the world to know and judge another?鈥�
鈥淧erhaps she'd been all I needed. I suppose that is what any of us need: one single person. But what if that person wasn't really there? What if it all turned out to be a dream, a chimera, a delusion? I had lost the power to hope, and with it the power to believe. My distrust of others was so great, and so bitter, that I sometimes scared even myself. Everyone I met, I met with hostility. Everyone I encountered, I assumed to be full of malice.鈥�
鈥淢aria Puder had taught me I had a soul. And now, overcoming a habit of a lifetime, I could see a soul in her. Of course, everyone else in the world was similarly endowed. But most would come into this world and leave it without even knowing what they had missed. A soul only came forward when it found its twin, when it felt no need to rely on mere words to explain itself 鈥� It was only then that we truly began to live 鈥� live with our soul. At that moment, all doubts and shame could be set aside. All rules could be broken, as two souls joined in embrace. All my inhibitions had disappeared. All I wanted was to pour out my heart to her, the good with the bad, the weaknesses with the strengths, holding nothing back, baring my soul. I had so much to say to her 鈥� enough to fill a lifetime. All my life, I鈥檇 been silent. Whenever I鈥檇 been tempted to speak, I鈥檇 quickly changed my mind. 鈥榃hy bother?鈥� I鈥檇 say to myself. 鈥榃hat difference will it make if you speak?鈥� In the past, I鈥檇 been just as quick to let emotion get in the way 鈥� to decide, on slim evidence, that a certain person could never understand me. But this time, my first impressions stood fast: she would understand me perfectly.鈥�
鈥淣ow Maria Puder was someone for whom I could set no conditions or requirements, if I was to live. At first it felt strange to accept this. How could I long so for someone whose existence I'd only just become aware of? But wasn't it always like this? Some things we never know we need until we find them. And now, when I looked back on my life, it seemed empty and idle, if only because she'd not been in it. All my life, I'd shied away from human company, never sharing my thoughts with a soul. How pointless this seemed now, and how absurd! I'd thought that it was life itself that had ground me down鈥攖hat my sadness stemmed from spiritual malaise. After spending two hours with a book, and finding it more pleasurable than two years of real life, I'd remember again that life had no meaning, and sink back into despair.鈥�
鈥淓ver since boyhood, I'd feared wasting any happiness around the rome that came my way; I'd always wanted to save some of it for later: This had caused me to miss many opportunities.鈥�
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鈥淚 felt such a fresh longing for her at that moment that we might have parted only yesterday. The pain of losing something precious - be it earthly happiness or material wealth - can be forgotten over time. But our missed opportunities never leave us, and every time they come back to haunt us, we ache. Or perhaps what haunts us is that nagging thought that things might have turned out differently. Because without that thought, we would put it down to fate and accept it.鈥�
lives were changed. i will never be the same again. this book has my heart forever. MY FIRST FIVE STAR OF THE YEAR. jack edwards, that one ig reel, and cheska, i love you. the ig reel said this book was for cynics who still believe in soulmates but also heartbreak, and that is so painfully accurate. this book deserves all the stars in the world, and i shall defend it with my life. every single aspect of this compelling and immersive book is exceedingly perfect.
鈥淣ever before had I felt such happiness. I could feel my heart opening, as if for the first time. How was it that a person could bring such happiness to another without really doing anything at all? A friendly greeting, an innocent smile... and at that moment I wanted nothing else. I was the richest man in the world. As my eyes followed her around the room, I murmured to myself, 鈥楾hank you... thank you so much.鈥欌€�
let me preface this by saying i鈥檓 not an emotional reader. though my eyes have gotten watery, i鈥檝e never cried/shed a tear at all reading a book. not babel, not OEWBG (surprisingly so but it almost did and maybe will in the future), not white nights, and so on, UNTIL NOW. this had me quite literally staring at my wall for 10 minutes, screaming, crying, and rocking back and forth. MY HEART PHYSICALLY HURT, and i鈥檓 not being dramatic this time. this is the most you can get when you ask for melancholy and yearning. this hurt more than white nights, and that was immensely heartbreaking. this awoke something dormant inside me.
鈥淔or a brief while, a woman had pulled me out of listless lethargy; she had taught me that I was a man, or rather, a human being; she had shown me that the world was not as absurd as I had previously thought and that I had the capacity for joy. But from the moment we lost touch, I lost the benefit of her influence. I went back to my old ways.鈥�
i鈥檝e always seen white nights as the pinnacle of yearning鈥攁 story about a lonely, alienated dreamer, who is reminded that that happiness is ephemeral and connection is also fleeting鈥攖hat some people are just meant to pass through our lives rather than stay for a while. madonna in a fur coat takes those same themes, and it's kind of like a retelling, but for me, it dialed up the intensity, the melancholy as i said, and the devastation. hence, i thought white nights was made for me, and i still do, but i believe this was made for me even more? if that鈥檚 even possible? sabahattin ali where have you been all my life?
鈥淪he had swept me away from my dark and silent world, delivering me to the land of truth and light. And now she had vanished, offering no reasons, and as suddenly as she'd come. But for me there was no hope of sinking back into my old torpor.鈥�
madonna in a fur coat is about alienation, yearning, missed opportunities, that haunting "what if," and the transience of happiness. just like white nights, it鈥檚 about those fleeting moments that leave a indelible mark on your soul鈥攖he kind that you鈥檒l revisit a thousand times, wondering how life could have been different. it鈥檚 about love that arrives too late, the love that you never thought you would experience. it's the feeling of holding something ineffably precious in your hands, only to watch it slip through your fingers, helplessly. it鈥檚 about living with absence, how missing something so profoundly ingrained in you creates a hollowness鈥攁 feeling that something is supposed to be there but isn鈥檛 anymore. then, it chronically lingers in your mind, and you can feel it like a phantom limb.
鈥淭hough I had always been an awkward and reclusive boy, I did have a secret yearning. There had been one lesson in which I had won my teacher's admiration: I could paint fairly well. I had dreamed, from time to time, of attending Istanbul's Academy of Fine Arts. That said, I had always been one of those quiet boys who preferred dreams to the real world. I was, in addition, absurdly shy, and therefore often mistaken for a fool, which upset me deeply. For nothing terrified me more than the prospect of correcting a false impression.鈥�
鈥淎fter spending two hours with a book, and finding it more pleasurable than two years of real life, I'd remember again that life had no meaning, and sink back into despair.鈥�
i鈥檓 the biggest yearner ever. a piner. I LONG like rent needs to be paid. raif is me and i am him at my core. raif is a ludicrously shy man who sees the world but never quite belongs to it. he is isolated, introspective, a spectator, rather than an active participant. however, when he meets maria, he finally experiences something real: 鈥淪uddenly, I felt light-hearted, even brave. As I watched the waiter standing there, totting up the figures, I had the overwhelming urge to smile and say 鈥楲ook how happy I am, you fools!鈥� I wanted to salute every customer in the room, throw my arms around them all, even the musicians, and embrace them like long-lost friends.鈥�鈥攐nly to realize that life is cruel. could he be dramatic sometimes? yes. but aren鈥檛 we all? his emotions were visceral, raw, and overwhelming. i could feel that torrent. and perhaps i鈥檓 oversharing, but also the issues with his dad: 鈥淭here was, in fact, no reason for me to feel any genuine affection for him; he had always been a stranger to me. Had someone asked me if my father had been a good man, I would have been at a loss for words. For I had never been close enough to know how good or bad he was. It was hard even to ink of him as a real person: for me he had always been an abstract idea. A father. A bald man with a round grey beard who came home every evening in frowning silence. Who saw no reason why he should pay the slightest attention to his children, or to our mother鈥�, raif鈥檚 silence, his inability to stand up for himself sometimes, the way he retreats into his inner world instead of confronting reality, his overindulgence in reading, all felt too real for me.
鈥淚 don't know why, but I felt a particularly close bond with this young woman. When I saw how she was incapable of voicing her true feelings, and how fear and envy contrived to suppress everything about her that was deep and strong, and beautiful - I saw myself.鈥�
mariaa!! i could never hate her, as i resonated with her as well. she's an enigmatic woman ahead of her time, so strong yet deeply wounded. she has never had good interactions with men in her life, as they always hurt her or used her鈥攕he never truly liked any of them (which is so me)鈥攗ntil raif. WHERE鈥橲 MINE? anyway, she was scared to love鈥攅ven felt incapable of it for a long period of time. how do you surrender to love when it鈥檚 the one thing you鈥檝e learned to fear? ultimately she did, and their love SHATTERED me.
THE ENDING. you see it coming, but when it comes it still demolishes you. honestly, demolishing is an understatement. I WAS OBLITERATED.
no words could ever adequately encapsulate my love for this book鈥攖hey鈥檙e all too tepid. i am ardently besotted. UTTERLY ENAMOURED. I DON鈥橳 CARE WHO KNOWS IT. if i were to be a book, this would be it.
it is as stunningly beautiful as it is heartbreaking. you will see me in the near future rereading this and adding to this review, undoubtedly. i鈥檝e read many books, but i read this and felt it in my bones.
i am never getting over this. i want to tattoo this book on my eyelids. it's my new favourite.
congrats if you read this whole thing, it's my longest review now. the cheat sheet held the record previously, and now i'm glad that my longest review now is for a book i don't despise with every fibre of my being!
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鈥淔or as long as I lived, I would travel far and wide, meeting with people whose languages I did or did not know, and everywhere I went, I would be looking for Maria Puder. In every pair of eyes, I would be searching for the Madonna in a Fur Coat.鈥�
鈥淣ow I can see the truth. All the same, I have no choice but to condemn myself to everlasting solitude. Life is a game that is only played once, and I lost. There is no second chance... My years ahead will be even worse than the years already past. I shall continue to go shopping every evening, like a machine. I shall meet and tolerate people in whom I have no interest. Could I have continued living in any other way? I think not. Had I been spared this chance encounter, I might have carried on living as before, oblivious to the truth. You were the one who taught me that another life was possible, and that I had a soul. And it is not your fault that it ended too soon... Thank you for giving me the chance to be truly alive. Those few months were worth a few lifetimes, don't you think?鈥�
鈥淚 stayed at home under the pretext of not feeling well. I have been writing these lines since morning. It's slowly getting dark. They are not back yet. But soon they will come, laughing and screaming. What do I have to do with all of this? What do all these connections mean when the souls are not connected? For years, I have not exchanged a word with anyone. How much I need someone to talk to. To suppress everything within oneself is nothing other than being buried alive, isn't it? Oh Maria, why can't we sit together at the window and talk? Why can't we walk silently side by side on stormy autumn evenings and listen to the conversation of our souls? Why are you not with me?鈥�
鈥淏ut I knew in my heart that this was not how events would unfold. For our lives were governed by trivial details. Indeed, trivial details were what true life was made of. The logic in our minds had always been at odds with the logic of life itself.鈥�
鈥淗ow easily people can read each other! ... And there I was, trying so hard to penetrate someone else's mind, to find out if the soul hiding inside it was ordered or in turmoil. For even the most wretched and simple-minded man could be a surprise, even a fool could have a soul whose torments were a constant source of amazement. Why are we so slow to see this, and why do we assume that it is the easiest thing in the world to know and judge another?鈥�
鈥淧erhaps she'd been all I needed. I suppose that is what any of us need: one single person. But what if that person wasn't really there? What if it all turned out to be a dream, a chimera, a delusion? I had lost the power to hope, and with it the power to believe. My distrust of others was so great, and so bitter, that I sometimes scared even myself. Everyone I met, I met with hostility. Everyone I encountered, I assumed to be full of malice.鈥�
鈥淢aria Puder had taught me I had a soul. And now, overcoming a habit of a lifetime, I could see a soul in her. Of course, everyone else in the world was similarly endowed. But most would come into this world and leave it without even knowing what they had missed. A soul only came forward when it found its twin, when it felt no need to rely on mere words to explain itself 鈥� It was only then that we truly began to live 鈥� live with our soul. At that moment, all doubts and shame could be set aside. All rules could be broken, as two souls joined in embrace. All my inhibitions had disappeared. All I wanted was to pour out my heart to her, the good with the bad, the weaknesses with the strengths, holding nothing back, baring my soul. I had so much to say to her 鈥� enough to fill a lifetime. All my life, I鈥檇 been silent. Whenever I鈥檇 been tempted to speak, I鈥檇 quickly changed my mind. 鈥榃hy bother?鈥� I鈥檇 say to myself. 鈥榃hat difference will it make if you speak?鈥� In the past, I鈥檇 been just as quick to let emotion get in the way 鈥� to decide, on slim evidence, that a certain person could never understand me. But this time, my first impressions stood fast: she would understand me perfectly.鈥�
鈥淣ow Maria Puder was someone for whom I could set no conditions or requirements, if I was to live. At first it felt strange to accept this. How could I long so for someone whose existence I'd only just become aware of? But wasn't it always like this? Some things we never know we need until we find them. And now, when I looked back on my life, it seemed empty and idle, if only because she'd not been in it. All my life, I'd shied away from human company, never sharing my thoughts with a soul. How pointless this seemed now, and how absurd! I'd thought that it was life itself that had ground me down鈥攖hat my sadness stemmed from spiritual malaise. After spending two hours with a book, and finding it more pleasurable than two years of real life, I'd remember again that life had no meaning, and sink back into despair.鈥�
鈥淓ver since boyhood, I'd feared wasting any happiness around the rome that came my way; I'd always wanted to save some of it for later: This had caused me to miss many opportunities.鈥�
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IDC THAT I JUST STARTED TWO BOOKS MY PHYSICAL COPY CAME IN AFTER THREE MONTHS AND SHE'S A BEAUT OMG this book might be my new personality!!
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June 21, 2021
丕賱兀賱賲 丕賱匕賷 賵噩丿鬲購賴 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丕賱賲賮噩毓丞 丕賱鬲賷 賯乇兀鬲賴丕 賯亘賱 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賷賵囟毓 賮賷 賰賮丞貙 賵兀賱賲 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 - 亘丕賱賳爻亘丞 賱賷 毓賱賶 丕賱兀賯賱 - 賮賷 賰賮丞 兀禺乇賶 鬲賲丕賲賸丕. 賲丕匕丕 兀賯賵賱責貙 賱丕 兀毓乇賮 丕賱丨賯賷賯丞 賰賷賮 兀賮爻乇 賱賰賲 爻亘亘 賵囟毓賷 賱賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賮賷 鬲賱賰 丕賱賰賮丞 丕賱禺丕氐丞貙 賵賱賰賳賳賷 爻兀鬲乇賰 兀賳丕賲賱賷 鬲鬲賵丕氐賱 賲亘丕卮乇丞賸 賲毓 賯賱亘賷 亘丿賵賳 兀丿賳賶 鬲丿禺賱 賱毓賯賱賷 丕賱賵丕毓賷 賮賷 賴匕丕 丕賱賲賵囟賵毓 賱毓賱賳賷 兀噩丿 噩賵丕亘賸丕. 乇亘賲丕 賱兀賳賴丕 賵丕噩賴鬲賳賷 亘賲禺丕賵賮賷 鬲噩丕賴 丕賱丨亘責貙 兀賵 乇亘賲丕 賱兀賳賴丕 賰卮賮鬲 丕賱爻鬲丕乇 毓賳 卮禺氐賷丞賺 兀禺卮賶 兀賳 兀賰賵賳賴丕 賮賷 丕賱賲爻鬲賯亘賱責貨 兀賲 賱兀賳賴丕 賮丕噩兀鬲賳賷 亘丕賱丨丿賷孬 毓賲丕 賷噩賵賱 亘禺丕胤乇賷 賰賱 賮鬲乇丞 賲賳 賲禺丕賵賮 鬲噩丕賴 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賵氐丿賲丕鬲賴丕 丕賱睾賷乇 賲鬲賵賯毓丞責 丨賯賷賯丞賸 賱丕 兀毓賱賲貙 賰賱 賲丕 賷賲賰賳 賯賵賱賴 兀賳 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賱賲爻鬲賿 兀毓賲賯 賲賰丕賳 賮賷 賯賱亘賷 賲賲丕 噩毓賱賴 賷禺賮賯 亘毓賳賮 胤賵丕賱 賯乇丕亍鬲賴丕貙 賵賲賲丕 丿賮毓賳賷 賱毓丿賲 鬲乇賰賴丕 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 丿賯丕卅賯 賲毓丿賵丿丞 賵毓賳丿 丕賱囟乇賵乇丞 丕賱賯氐賵賶 賮賯胤貙 賱丿乇噩丞 兀賳賳賷 兀禺匕鬲 丕賱鬲丕亘賱鬲 丕賱禺丕氐 亘賷 賲毓賷 亘丕賱兀賲爻 亘賷賳賲丕 兀鬲噩賵賱 賲毓 賵丕賱丿賷 賮賷 毓丿丞 兀賲丕賰賳 賱兀噩賱 兀睾乇丕囟 毓丿賷丿丞 賱丕 丿丕毓賷 賱匕賰乇賴丕 賵兀賳丕 丕賱匕賷 賱丕 賷爻鬲胤賷毓 兀賳 賷乇賰夭 賮賷 丕賱賯乇丕亍丞 賮賷 丕賱兀賲丕賰賳 丕賱毓丕賲丞 賲胤賱賯賸丕貙 賱丿乇噩丞 兀賳賳賷 賰賳鬲購 兀乇鬲噩賮 賱丕 廿乇丕丿賷賸丕 毓賳丿 亘毓囟 丕賱賮賯乇丕鬲 賮兀亘丿兀 賮賷 丕賱廿賱鬲賮丕鬲 丨賵賱賷 亘丨匕乇 丌賲賱賸丕 兀賱丕 兀噩丿 兀丨丿賸丕 賷乇丕賯亘賳賷 兀賵 賷賳馗乇 賱賵噩賴賷 賮賷賰鬲卮賮 賲丕 賷丨丿孬 賱賷 亘爻亘亘 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞貙 賵 賮賷 丕賱氐賮丨丕鬲 丕賱兀禺賷乇丞 賲賳賴丕 賰賳鬲購 亘丕賱氐丿賮丞 兀賯賮 兀爻賮賱 卮乇賮丞 兀丨丿 丕賱亘賷賵鬲 賮賷 賲賰丕賳 賲噩賴賵賱 亘丕賱賳爻亘丞 賱賷貙 賰賳鬲購 賲氐丿賵賲 賵賲賵噩賵毓 亘胤乇賷賯丞 賱賵 賵氐賮鬲賴丕 亘丕賱賰賱賲丕鬲 賱馗賳賳賷 丕賱賳丕爻 賲毓鬲賵賴賸丕 兀賵 賲亘丕賱睾賸丕 賱丿乇噩丞 丕賱爻禺賮貙 賵賱賰賳 賴匕丕 賲丕 丨丿孬 貙 賰賳鬲購 鬲丨鬲 賴匕賴 丕賱卮乇賮丞 丕賱賲噩賴賵賱丞 兀亘丨孬 毓賳 賲賰丕賳 賲爻鬲鬲乇 賱兀賱鬲賯胤 賮賷賴 兀賳賮丕爻賷 賵乇亘賲丕 賱兀爻鬲胤賷毓 匕乇賮 亘毓囟 丕賱丿賲賵毓 賰賷 兀鬲賲賰賳 賲賳 廿胤賮丕亍 賳賷乇丕賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱氐乇禺丞 丕賱賲賰鬲賵賲丞 亘丿丕禺賱賷 .
賱賲丕匕丕 氐購丿賲鬲 賯乇亘 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞責貙 賱賲丕匕丕 鬲賲賳賷鬲 兀賱丕 鬲賰賵賳 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 賴賰匕丕責貙 兀賱兀賳賳賷 賵噩丿鬲購 噩夭亍賸丕 賲賳賷 賮賷 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賮鬲賲賳賷鬲購 賲賳 丕賱賱賴 兀賱丕 兀鬲兀賱賲 賱兀賱賲賴責貨 賵賱賰賳賳賷 賰賳鬲購 兀購賲賻賳賽賾賷 賳賮爻賷 亘丕賱賲爻鬲丨賷賱!貙 賮毓賱賸丕 賰賳鬲購 兀鬲毓丕賲賷 賵兀囟丨賰 毓賱賶 賳賮爻賷. 兀鬲毓乇賮賵賳 賲丕 賴賵 爻乇 鬲賮乇購賾丿 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞責貙 兀賳 賳賴丕賷鬲賴丕 賲賰乇乇丞 賵賲鬲賵賯毓丞!貙 爻賷鬲毓噩亘 丕賱亘毓囟 賲賳 賰賱丕賲賷 賴匕丕貙 廿匕 賰賷賮 鬲賰賵賳 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 丕賱賲鬲賵賯毓丞 毓賱丕賲丞 賲賳 毓賱丕賲丕鬲 丕賱鬲賮乇賾丿責貙 丕賱廿噩丕亘丞 : 賱兀賳 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 乇睾賲 兀賳賴丕 賲賳 丕賱賲賮鬲乇囟 兀賳 鬲賰賵賳 賲鬲賵賯毓丞貙 廿賱丕 兀賳賰 賱賳 鬲鬲賵賯毓賴丕!貙 賱賳 鬲鬲賵賯毓賴丕 賵賱賳 鬲賮賰乇 賮賷賴丕 賲賳 丕賱兀爻丕爻 賲賳 賮乇胤 丕賳丿賲丕噩賰 賲毓 卮禺氐賷鬲賷 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賵賲丕丿賵賳丕貨 卮禺氐賷鬲丕賳 賲賳 兀賰孬乇 丕賱卮禺氐賷丕鬲 丕賱賲乇亘賰丞 賵丕賱賲囟胤乇亘丞 丕賱鬲賷 賲乇乇鬲 亘賴丕 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賷貙 卮禺氐賷鬲丕賳 爻鬲丿賮毓丕賳賰 賱賱鬲爻丕丐賱 賮賷 丕賱亘丿丕賷丞: 賰賷賮 賷賲賰賳 兀賳 鬲鬲賵丕噩丿 賳賯胤丞 丕賱鬲賯丕亍 亘賷賳 胤乇賷賯賷賴賲丕 賮賷 丕賱丨賷丕丞責貙 孬賲 賱丕 鬲賱亘孬 兀賳 鬲噩丿 丕賱廿噩丕亘丞 賮賷 賵噩賴賰 亘賷賳 丕賱爻胤賵乇貙 亘丕賱賭賭賭賭丨賭賭賭亘 !. 乇亘賲丕 賱賵 丨賰賷鬲賻 賱兀丨丿 兀氐丿賯丕卅賰 賲禺鬲氐乇 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘兀爻賱賵亘賰 丕賱卮禺氐賷 爻鬲鬲賮丕噩兀 亘乇丿 賮毓賱賴 丕賱賲爻鬲爻禺賮 賱賱丨賰丕賷丞 賰賰購賱貙 賮兀賳鬲賻 賵 兀賳丕 賱賷爻 賱丿賷賳丕 丕賱賯丿乇丞 毓賱賶 乇爻賲 賲賱丕賲丨 賴丕鬲賷賳 丕賱卮禺氐賷鬲賷賳 賰賲丕 賮毓賱 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賶貙賵亘丕賱鬲丕賱賷 賮廿賳賳丕 賲賴賲丕 丨丕賵賱賳丕 爻賳賮卮賱 賮賷 廿毓丕丿丞 乇爻賲 丕賱氐賵乇丞 丕賱賰丕賲賱丞 亘賰賱 鬲賮丕氐賷賱賴丕.
賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賱丕 鬲購丨賰賶貙 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 鬲購賯乇兀 賱鬲毓賷卮 亘丿丕禺賱賴丕貙 賱鬲賰鬲卮賮 噩夭亍賸丕 賲賳賰 丿丕禺賱 卮禺氐賷丞 乇丕卅賮 兀賵 賲丕丿賵賳丕貨 賴匕賴 乇賵丕賷丞 賰購鬲亘鬲 賱賲賵丕噩賴鬲賰 亘賲丕 鬲禺丕賮 賲賳賴 賵鬲鬲睾丕囟賶 毓賳 丕賱賳馗乇 廿賱賷賴貙 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 氐乇禺丞 鬲丨匕賷乇 毓賳賷賮丞 賱賰 兀賳鬲貙 鬲胤賱亘 賲賳賰 廿毓丕丿丞 丕賱賳馗乇 賮賷賲丕 兀賳鬲 毓賱賷賴 賵賲丕 爻鬲丐賵賱 廿賱賷賴 廿賳 丕爻鬲賲乇 丨丕賱賰 賴賰匕丕貙 鬲胤賱亘 賲賳賰 兀賳 鬲賴丿賲 氐賵賲毓鬲賰 賵鬲胤賱賯 賱賯賱亘賰 丕賱毓賳丕賳 賰賷 賷鬲丿乇亘 毓賱賶 賲賮丕噩丌鬲 賵 氐丿賲丕鬲 丕賱丨賷丕丞貙 賱兀賳 丕賱氐丿賲丕鬲 丌鬲賷丞 賱丕 賲丨丕賱丞貙 賵廿匕丕 兀鬲鬲 賵 兀賳鬲 毓賱賶 丨丕賱賰 賴賰匕丕貙 賱賱兀爻賮貙 爻鬲丿賮賳 賳賮爻賰 賮賷 氐賵賲毓鬲賰 亘賷丿賷賰.
卮賰乇賸丕 賱賰賱 賲賳 卮丕乇賰 賮賷 丕賱賯乇丕亍丞 丕賱噩賲丕毓賷丞 賱賴匕賴 丕賱賲毓夭賵賮丞 丕賱乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞 丕賱丨夭賷賳丞
丕賱鬲賷 賱丕 鬲購賳爻賶
鬲賲鬲
April 11, 2025
Madonna in a Fur Coat~ by Sabahattin Ali
"Their love was a dream, too wild to chase,
Two hearts yearning,in fate's cruel embrace."
"Have you ever felt a book breathe?"-Because that鈥檚 what this one did鈥攊t exhaled life, and I inhaled every bit of it. Some stories are not just written; they are felt in the deepest corners of the soul. This book didn鈥檛 just tug at my emotions鈥攊t grabbed them, twisted them, and left me raw. It鈥檚 the kind of story that doesn鈥檛 ask for your attention; it demands it, unapologetically leaving you in shambles by the end. "Madonna in a Fur Coat is one of those rare gems that lingers in your heart long after you鈥檝e closed its final pages. It鈥檚 a poignant tale of yearning, solitude, and love that transcends time. The kind of old-school, soul-stirring love we read about in faded letters and imagine in sepia tones. This is, without a doubt, one of the best stories I have ever come across鈥攁 symphony of emotion that crescendos and lingers like a haunting melody.
-馃摐Key Points
The story begins with an unnamed narrator鈥攁 young, disillusioned man鈥攚ho meets Raif Efendi, a quiet, seemingly ordinary coworker.a man consumed by unrequited love and self-imposed isolation. Raif鈥檚 life appears dull and uneventful, but the narrator senses there is more to him.
Through Raif鈥檚 secret notebook, we are taken back to his younger years in Berlin, where his life changes irrevocably after meeting Maria Puder, the enigmatic woman he calls his 鈥淢adonna in a Fur Coat.鈥� Maria is fiercely independent, unapologetically bold, and deeply vulnerable. Their bond grows through friendship , shared silences and profound conversations
Maria鈥檚 portrait, both literal and metaphorical, becomes the anchor of Raif鈥檚 existence, leading to a love story that is both tender and devastating.
I left the picture lying on the table, closed my eyes and thought of the picture in the exhibition. Only at this moment did it occur to me that the person depicted there also existed in reality. Since the painter had painted her own picture, this wonderful woman was walking among us, her black, deep eyes directed at the ground or at the person opposite, speaking with her slightly enlarged mouth under her lip, in short, she was alive. It would have been possible to see her somewhere鈥� As I thought about this possibility, my first feeling was great fear. For a man like me, who had never experienced an adventure in his life, it would really be frightening to meet such a woman for the first time. Although I was twenty-four years old, I had never experienced a love adventure.
the image of the woman in the fur coat that I had seen at the exhibition had captivated me so much that I couldn't even imagine touching her. Not only a love scene with her, but also a simple face-to-face conversation, as between two friends, was unimaginable to me.
Nonetheless, the desire grew in me to look at the picture and to gaze into these eyes for hours, eyes which I was sure were not looking at me. I put on my coat and made my way back to the exhibition.
Everywhere I went, I would be looking for her. In every pair of eyes I would be searching for the Madonna in a fur coat. I knew from the outset that I would never find her. Yet it was not in my power to give up searching. She had condemned me to a lifelong quest for a cipher for someone that did not exist. She should never have done this to me -AGHHHHH BRING BACK THAT YEARNINGS, BRING BACK THAT OLD SCHOOL LOVE馃槶馃挄
馃Themes and Emotional Journey:
-Yearning and Love: The novel is a tale of two souls meeting in a world that often feels cruel and indifferent. It captures the ache of unfulfilled desires and the fragility of human connections.
-Contrasting Personalities: Maria鈥檚 modernity and Raif鈥檚 reserved nature create a relationship filled with both tension and deep affection.馃
-Solitude: Raif鈥檚 loneliness is a haunting undercurrent, even during his moments of joy with Maria. Life鈥檚 impermanence casts a shadow over their happiness, creating a deep emotional resonance.
-Timeless Quality: The love depicted in the story feels sacred and pure, reminding us of a bygone era where relationships were built on emotional depth rather than fleeting gratification.
馃Notable Excerpts:
-鈥淚s it possible for someone to be your whole world, and yet you remain a stranger to them?鈥� Captures the quiet tragedy of Raif鈥檚 love for Maria鈥攁 love that consumes him yet remains unattainable.
-鈥淪ome loves are not meant to be lived; they are meant to be remembered.鈥� Echoes the novel鈥檚 bittersweet theme of connections that never fully materialize.
-鈥淚f loneliness was a scent, it would be this city.鈥� A poetic reflection on Raif鈥檚 solitude in Berlin, where even the liveliest streets feel empty without connection.
-鈥淵ou gave me a soul, and then you left me to carry it alone.鈥� A heartbreaking acknowledgment of Maria鈥檚 impact on Raif鈥檚 life.
-鈥淗appiness is a fleeting thing, and sometimes it鈥檚 better to admire it from afar than to grasp it and watch it slip away.鈥� A bittersweet meditation on the transient nature of joy.
-鈥淭he things we don鈥檛 say are often the loudest.鈥� A poignant reminder of the power of silence in love and loss.
-"A person who truly has the ability to love can never restrict this love to one person and can't expect someone else to do the same."
馃Old-School Love :
-Reading Madonna in a Fur Coat feels like stepping into another era, where love was slower, deeper, and infinitely patient.
-Relationships in the story are built on restraint and intimacy rather than instant gratification.
-The narrative reminds readers of the beauty in words left unsaid and moments left undone, evoking an ache for simpler, purer connections. 鉁夛笍鉁�
馃Why It Resonates:
-The story mirrors the pain of unspoken words and the weight of love that cannot be forgotten.
-Sabahattin Ali鈥檚 lyrical yet unpretentious prose paints vivid emotional landscapes. 馃摉
-The novel reads like poetry in prose form, offering a bittersweet hymn to love鈥檚 fragility and resilience. 馃
馃Final Thoughts:
-Madonna in a Fur Coat is not just a novel; it鈥檚 an experience that stays with you. 馃挮馃摎
-It鈥檚 a quiet, devastating reminder of the fragility of human connections and the enduring power of love and memory.
-The book feels like standing on an empty street at dusk, with a chill in the air and a song in your heart that words cannot capture.
-Everyone should read this book at least once in their life...
She had passed while I was waiting for her, preparing my house for her. Without telling anyone, she had died with all her secret intact, so as not to cause me trouble and not to make me suffer from the impossibility. Now I understood the true reason for the anger I had been feeling towards her for ten years, and the impenetrable wall I had built around me: I had loved her relentlessly for ten years.
I had not allowed anyone else to penetrate my interior. But now I loved her more than ever. I reached out to embrace the picture in front of me, wanting to take her hands back into my palms and warm them. Our shared life, those four or five months, was presented before my eyes in all its details. I remembered every moment, every word that was exchanged between us. From the moment I saw her picture in the exhibition, until I heard her song over the Atlantic, her arrival, our walks in the Botanical Garden, our conversations in her room, her illness - I relived it all. Memories, rich enough to fill a whole lifetime, were more vivid and striking because they were compressed into such a short timespan.
I stayed at home under the pretext of not feeling well. I have been writing these lines since morning. It's slowly getting dark. They are not back yet. But soon they will come, laughing and screaming. What do I have to do with all of this? What do all these connections mean when the souls are not connected? For years, I have not exchanged a word with anyone. How much I need someone to talk to. To suppress everything within oneself is nothing other than being buried alive, isn't it? Oh Maria, why can't we sit together at the window and talk? Why can't we walk silently side by side on stormy autumn evenings and listen to the conversation of our souls? Why are you not with me?
If you didn't make it to the end, it's not your fault鈥�. I thank you for the few months I was really allowed to live. Aren't those few months as precious as several lives?Our child, our daughter, whom you left behind as part of your body, will wander in this world without knowing her father鈥�. Our paths crossed once. But I know nothing of her.
馃颁辞苍肠濒耻蝉颈辞苍:
If you鈥檝e ever yearned for a love that defies time and space, or longed for the beauty of a bygone era, this book will take you there. It鈥檚 a masterpiece of emotion, a symphony of yearning, and a love letter to the world kind of romance that is both fleeting and eternal. 鉁ㄢ潳锔忊€嶐煍� This is, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful stories I have ever read.
"Their love was a dream, too wild to chase,
Two hearts yearning,in fate's cruel embrace."
"Have you ever felt a book breathe?"-Because that鈥檚 what this one did鈥攊t exhaled life, and I inhaled every bit of it. Some stories are not just written; they are felt in the deepest corners of the soul. This book didn鈥檛 just tug at my emotions鈥攊t grabbed them, twisted them, and left me raw. It鈥檚 the kind of story that doesn鈥檛 ask for your attention; it demands it, unapologetically leaving you in shambles by the end. "Madonna in a Fur Coat is one of those rare gems that lingers in your heart long after you鈥檝e closed its final pages. It鈥檚 a poignant tale of yearning, solitude, and love that transcends time. The kind of old-school, soul-stirring love we read about in faded letters and imagine in sepia tones. This is, without a doubt, one of the best stories I have ever come across鈥攁 symphony of emotion that crescendos and lingers like a haunting melody.
-馃摐Key Points
The story begins with an unnamed narrator鈥攁 young, disillusioned man鈥攚ho meets Raif Efendi, a quiet, seemingly ordinary coworker.a man consumed by unrequited love and self-imposed isolation. Raif鈥檚 life appears dull and uneventful, but the narrator senses there is more to him.
Through Raif鈥檚 secret notebook, we are taken back to his younger years in Berlin, where his life changes irrevocably after meeting Maria Puder, the enigmatic woman he calls his 鈥淢adonna in a Fur Coat.鈥� Maria is fiercely independent, unapologetically bold, and deeply vulnerable. Their bond grows through friendship , shared silences and profound conversations
Maria鈥檚 portrait, both literal and metaphorical, becomes the anchor of Raif鈥檚 existence, leading to a love story that is both tender and devastating.
I left the picture lying on the table, closed my eyes and thought of the picture in the exhibition. Only at this moment did it occur to me that the person depicted there also existed in reality. Since the painter had painted her own picture, this wonderful woman was walking among us, her black, deep eyes directed at the ground or at the person opposite, speaking with her slightly enlarged mouth under her lip, in short, she was alive. It would have been possible to see her somewhere鈥� As I thought about this possibility, my first feeling was great fear. For a man like me, who had never experienced an adventure in his life, it would really be frightening to meet such a woman for the first time. Although I was twenty-four years old, I had never experienced a love adventure.
the image of the woman in the fur coat that I had seen at the exhibition had captivated me so much that I couldn't even imagine touching her. Not only a love scene with her, but also a simple face-to-face conversation, as between two friends, was unimaginable to me.
Nonetheless, the desire grew in me to look at the picture and to gaze into these eyes for hours, eyes which I was sure were not looking at me. I put on my coat and made my way back to the exhibition.
Everywhere I went, I would be looking for her. In every pair of eyes I would be searching for the Madonna in a fur coat. I knew from the outset that I would never find her. Yet it was not in my power to give up searching. She had condemned me to a lifelong quest for a cipher for someone that did not exist. She should never have done this to me -AGHHHHH BRING BACK THAT YEARNINGS, BRING BACK THAT OLD SCHOOL LOVE馃槶馃挄
馃Themes and Emotional Journey:
-Yearning and Love: The novel is a tale of two souls meeting in a world that often feels cruel and indifferent. It captures the ache of unfulfilled desires and the fragility of human connections.
-Contrasting Personalities: Maria鈥檚 modernity and Raif鈥檚 reserved nature create a relationship filled with both tension and deep affection.馃
-Solitude: Raif鈥檚 loneliness is a haunting undercurrent, even during his moments of joy with Maria. Life鈥檚 impermanence casts a shadow over their happiness, creating a deep emotional resonance.
-Timeless Quality: The love depicted in the story feels sacred and pure, reminding us of a bygone era where relationships were built on emotional depth rather than fleeting gratification.
馃Notable Excerpts:
-鈥淚s it possible for someone to be your whole world, and yet you remain a stranger to them?鈥� Captures the quiet tragedy of Raif鈥檚 love for Maria鈥攁 love that consumes him yet remains unattainable.
-鈥淪ome loves are not meant to be lived; they are meant to be remembered.鈥� Echoes the novel鈥檚 bittersweet theme of connections that never fully materialize.
-鈥淚f loneliness was a scent, it would be this city.鈥� A poetic reflection on Raif鈥檚 solitude in Berlin, where even the liveliest streets feel empty without connection.
-鈥淵ou gave me a soul, and then you left me to carry it alone.鈥� A heartbreaking acknowledgment of Maria鈥檚 impact on Raif鈥檚 life.
-鈥淗appiness is a fleeting thing, and sometimes it鈥檚 better to admire it from afar than to grasp it and watch it slip away.鈥� A bittersweet meditation on the transient nature of joy.
-鈥淭he things we don鈥檛 say are often the loudest.鈥� A poignant reminder of the power of silence in love and loss.
-"A person who truly has the ability to love can never restrict this love to one person and can't expect someone else to do the same."
馃Old-School Love :
-Reading Madonna in a Fur Coat feels like stepping into another era, where love was slower, deeper, and infinitely patient.
-Relationships in the story are built on restraint and intimacy rather than instant gratification.
-The narrative reminds readers of the beauty in words left unsaid and moments left undone, evoking an ache for simpler, purer connections. 鉁夛笍鉁�
馃Why It Resonates:
-The story mirrors the pain of unspoken words and the weight of love that cannot be forgotten.
-Sabahattin Ali鈥檚 lyrical yet unpretentious prose paints vivid emotional landscapes. 馃摉
-The novel reads like poetry in prose form, offering a bittersweet hymn to love鈥檚 fragility and resilience. 馃
馃Final Thoughts:
-Madonna in a Fur Coat is not just a novel; it鈥檚 an experience that stays with you. 馃挮馃摎
-It鈥檚 a quiet, devastating reminder of the fragility of human connections and the enduring power of love and memory.
-The book feels like standing on an empty street at dusk, with a chill in the air and a song in your heart that words cannot capture.
-Everyone should read this book at least once in their life...
She had passed while I was waiting for her, preparing my house for her. Without telling anyone, she had died with all her secret intact, so as not to cause me trouble and not to make me suffer from the impossibility. Now I understood the true reason for the anger I had been feeling towards her for ten years, and the impenetrable wall I had built around me: I had loved her relentlessly for ten years.
I had not allowed anyone else to penetrate my interior. But now I loved her more than ever. I reached out to embrace the picture in front of me, wanting to take her hands back into my palms and warm them. Our shared life, those four or five months, was presented before my eyes in all its details. I remembered every moment, every word that was exchanged between us. From the moment I saw her picture in the exhibition, until I heard her song over the Atlantic, her arrival, our walks in the Botanical Garden, our conversations in her room, her illness - I relived it all. Memories, rich enough to fill a whole lifetime, were more vivid and striking because they were compressed into such a short timespan.
I stayed at home under the pretext of not feeling well. I have been writing these lines since morning. It's slowly getting dark. They are not back yet. But soon they will come, laughing and screaming. What do I have to do with all of this? What do all these connections mean when the souls are not connected? For years, I have not exchanged a word with anyone. How much I need someone to talk to. To suppress everything within oneself is nothing other than being buried alive, isn't it? Oh Maria, why can't we sit together at the window and talk? Why can't we walk silently side by side on stormy autumn evenings and listen to the conversation of our souls? Why are you not with me?
If you didn't make it to the end, it's not your fault鈥�. I thank you for the few months I was really allowed to live. Aren't those few months as precious as several lives?Our child, our daughter, whom you left behind as part of your body, will wander in this world without knowing her father鈥�. Our paths crossed once. But I know nothing of her.
馃颁辞苍肠濒耻蝉颈辞苍:
If you鈥檝e ever yearned for a love that defies time and space, or longed for the beauty of a bygone era, this book will take you there. It鈥檚 a masterpiece of emotion, a symphony of yearning, and a love letter to the world kind of romance that is both fleeting and eternal. 鉁ㄢ潳锔忊€嶐煍� This is, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful stories I have ever read.
December 27, 2017
I was staggered to learn that when released in 1943, Sabahattin Ali's achingly heartfelt novel made no impression whatsoever. Even Decades later, when 'Madonna in a Fur coat' was passed around between family and friends it's position continued to be ignored by the literary world, seen by some as nothing more than a puzzling aberration, a book easily weep over without any solid substance to back it up, I disagree. It may just be a simply told love story drenched in melancholy, but it must be doing something right, in Turkey for example, outselling Orhan Pamuk in recent years. A book popular now with young adults apparently, and no one seems able to explain quite why. One theory is that Ali鈥檚 own biography makes his novel relevant to a new Turkish generation coping with the repressive rule of President Recep Tayyip Erdogan: The novelist was a communist jailed repeatedly by the authoritarian Turkish regime of his day, which may also have had a hand in his murder in 1948. Whatever the case, I myself have fallen for it.
It's a tale of star-crossed lovers Raif and Maria in Berlin, but the story first begins in 1930s Ankara, the Turkish Republic鈥檚 newly appointed capital. The narrator, who has fallen on hard times, starts work as a clerk, and it's here he meets the sickly, quiet, and affectless Raif Bey, who is the sort of person who ponders on questions like, "What compels me to go on living"? "What else is there in life"?. When at last they make friends, it becomes clear that Raif鈥檚 reason for living does not lie with his family. Living under one roof with many members of his family, he is looked on with contempt, and yet he welcomes their derision, his mind is elsewhere, lost in thought. Through the contents of his writing, we will learn why. Hidden in Raif's desk drawer at work, there is a secret notebook, which he asks his friend to destroy, but instead he reads it, of a time in Berlin where a lonely and inexperienced Raif first meets his infatuated love, Maria, a girl who would turn his views on life upside down.
Raif devoted his days to reading, and strolling around the streets with no real purpose, until, one evening, he wanders into an exhibition of contemporary art to be mesmerised by a portrait of a Madonna in a fur coat. He goes back the next day, and the next, until finally the artist introduces herself, in no time at all he is besotted with her. The bewildering Maria Puder is the sort of free-thinking new woman he could never have imagined possible, the two form an intensely platonic friendship, that borders on love, a situation that seems to suit them both, however it's Raif, who simply cannot leave her side, whereas Maria, does have some dark emotional problems that blight her. Before the world slowly starts to close in on them, with other heart-rending plans.
I hadn't planned on it, but read this in two sittings, back to back, couldn't keep my eyes away from the pages for very long, it captured something deep within that bought my own old love wounds back to life, maybe the reason for having such a connection with it. Either way, this was one profoundly moving novel, penetrating the heart with a doomed romance I will never forget.
It's a tale of star-crossed lovers Raif and Maria in Berlin, but the story first begins in 1930s Ankara, the Turkish Republic鈥檚 newly appointed capital. The narrator, who has fallen on hard times, starts work as a clerk, and it's here he meets the sickly, quiet, and affectless Raif Bey, who is the sort of person who ponders on questions like, "What compels me to go on living"? "What else is there in life"?. When at last they make friends, it becomes clear that Raif鈥檚 reason for living does not lie with his family. Living under one roof with many members of his family, he is looked on with contempt, and yet he welcomes their derision, his mind is elsewhere, lost in thought. Through the contents of his writing, we will learn why. Hidden in Raif's desk drawer at work, there is a secret notebook, which he asks his friend to destroy, but instead he reads it, of a time in Berlin where a lonely and inexperienced Raif first meets his infatuated love, Maria, a girl who would turn his views on life upside down.
Raif devoted his days to reading, and strolling around the streets with no real purpose, until, one evening, he wanders into an exhibition of contemporary art to be mesmerised by a portrait of a Madonna in a fur coat. He goes back the next day, and the next, until finally the artist introduces herself, in no time at all he is besotted with her. The bewildering Maria Puder is the sort of free-thinking new woman he could never have imagined possible, the two form an intensely platonic friendship, that borders on love, a situation that seems to suit them both, however it's Raif, who simply cannot leave her side, whereas Maria, does have some dark emotional problems that blight her. Before the world slowly starts to close in on them, with other heart-rending plans.
I hadn't planned on it, but read this in two sittings, back to back, couldn't keep my eyes away from the pages for very long, it captured something deep within that bought my own old love wounds back to life, maybe the reason for having such a connection with it. Either way, this was one profoundly moving novel, penetrating the heart with a doomed romance I will never forget.
December 31, 2017
賰賲丕 賷賯丕賱 (兀賳 鬲兀鬲賷 賲鬲兀禺乇賸丕 禺賷乇賸丕 賲賳 兀賳 賱丕 鬲兀鬲賽) 賴匕丕 賲丕 賷賳胤亘賯 毓賱賶 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞. 賰丕賳 兀賵賱 毓賭賴丿賷 亘賲毓乇賮鬲賴丕 賰賳氐 乇賵卅賷 賮賷 丕賱賲乇丨賱丞 丕賱孬丕賳賵賷丞貙 賵丕賱丌賳 亘毓丿 (70) 鬲兀鬲賷賳丕 賮賷 鬲乇噩賲丞 毓乇亘賷丞.
丕爻鬲睾乇亘鬲 賰孬賷乇賸丕 兀賷賳 賴賷 丿賵乇 丕賱賳卮乇 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞 鬲賱賰 丕賱賱亘賳丕賳賷丞 賵兀賷賳 賲賳賴丕 賲卮乇賵毓 (賰賱賲丞) 賱賱鬲乇噩賲丞責. 乇睾賲 爻毓丕丿鬲賷 亘賯乇丕亍丞 丕賱賳氐 兀禺賷乇賸丕 鈥� 丕賱匕賷 賱賲 兀亘丨孬 毓賳賴 亘丕賱廿賳噩賱賷夭賷丞 賲賳 賯亘賱 鈥� 丨賯賷賯丞 卮毓乇鬲 亘亘毓囟 丕賱丨夭賳 兀賳 賴匕丕 丕賱噩賲丕賱 睾丕亘 毓賳丕 賰賱 賴匕丕 丕賱毓賴丿 賵爻胤 賯乇丕亍丕鬲 賲鬲鬲丕賱賷丞 賱賳氐賵氐 賲鬲乇噩賲丞 賱兀爻賲丕亍 賰亘賷乇丞 賱丕 鬲氐賱 賱賲爻鬲賵賶 噩賵丿丞 賴匕 丕賱賳氐 賲賳 賳丕丨賷丞 丕賱賲賵囟賵毓 賵胤乇賷賯丞 丕賱鬲丨賱賷賱 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷 賵丕賱賳賮爻賷 賱賱卮禺氐賷丕鬲 禺氐賵氐賸丕 夭丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷.
兀賰孬乇 賲丕 賷賱賮鬲 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賴賵 胤亘賷毓丞 丕賱丨賵丕乇. 毓賲賯 噩賲賷賱 賮賷 賳賮爻賷丕鬲 兀亘胤丕賱 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵鬲爻丕丐賱丕鬲 賱賷爻鬲 亘毓亘孬賷丞 鬲胤乇丨 兀賲丕賲賳丕 毓賳 丕賱賵噩賵丿 / 賵噩賵丿賳丕 毓賳 賲丕 賷賯賱賯賳丕 賮賷 兀毓賲丕賯賳丕 賵兀賲丕賲 丕賱丌禺乇 賵毓賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱胤亘賷毓丞 賲賳 丨賵賱賳丕 丕賱鬲賷 賳卮毓乇 亘賴丕 賵賱丕 賳卮毓乇 亘賴丕. 賵賱賰賳 賴匕丕 賱丕 賷毓賳賷 兀賳 賳購爻賱賲 賱氐丿賷賯鬲賳丕 (賲丕丿賵賳丕) 丕賱鬲賷 兀丿禺賱鬲賳丕 亘賲亘丕賱睾丞 賲賮鬲賱毓賱丞 賮賷 亘毓囟 丨賵丕乇鬲賴丕. 毓卮賯鬲 卮禺氐賷丞 (乇丕卅賮) 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 賲丕丿賵賳丕 賮賯丿 賰丕賳 胤亘賷毓賷賸丕 亘賷賳賲丕 賲丕丿賵賳丕 鬲賮鬲毓賱 丕賱丨賵丕乇賷丞 丕賱乇賲夭賷丞 亘氐賵乇丞 丕爻丕亍鬲 賮賷賴丕 賱賱賳氐賮 丕賱孬丕賳賷 賲賳 丕賱毓賲賱. 乇睾賲 兀賳 馗賴賵乇賴丕 賰丕賳 噩賲賷賱 賵毓賱丕賯丞 丕賱賲胤乇丿丞 賲毓 乇丕卅賮 噩賲賷賱丞 廿賱丕 兀賳 丕賱賲丐賱賮 鬲毓賲賯 賮賷 卮禺氐賷丞 乇丕卅賮 賲賳匕 丕賱亘丿丕賷丞 賲賳匕 賲賱丕賲丨賴丕 丕賱兀賵賱賶 丨鬲賶 賲睾丕丿乇鬲賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞.
賵賲賲丕 賷賱賮鬲 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賴賵 匕賱賰 丕賱鬲丕乇賷禺 丕賱賲禺賷賮 丕賱鬲賷 鬲丨賲賱賴丕.. 賱賲 兀氐丿賯 兀賳 賴匕丕 丕賱毓賲賱 賰鬲亘 賯亘賱 賴匕賴 丕賱爻賳賵丕鬲 賵賰兀賳 兀丨丿賴賲 兀毓丕丿 氐賷丕睾鬲賴丕 亘賱睾丞 亘爻賷胤丞 鬲賵丕賰亘 賴匕丕 丕賱賷賵賲.. 丨賯賸丕 "賲丕 賷禺乇噩 賲賳 丕賱賯賱亘 賷氐賱 廿賱賶 丕賱賯賱亘" 賴匕賴 胤亘賷毓丞 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞. 賳毓賲 賴賷 乇賵丕賷丞 毓丕胤賮賷丞 賱賰賳賴丕 賱賷爻鬲 兀亘丿賸丕 賰鬲賱賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丕賱賲爻鬲賲乇丞 賮賷 廿睾乇丕賯 賲賰鬲亘丕鬲賳丕 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞 賲賳 丕賱賲丨賷胤 賱賱禺賱賷噩. 賴匕賴 乇賵丕賷丞 亘廿爻賱賵亘 賮賱爻賮賷 亘爻賷胤.
丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘賴丕 丕賱賰孬賷乇 賲賳 丕賱亘爻丕胤丞 賵亘毓賷丿丞 賰賱 丕賱亘毓丿 毓賳 鬲賯賳賷丕鬲 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱丨丿賷孬丞 賵丕賱丨亘賰丕鬲 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷丞 丕賱鬲賷 鬲胤賵乇鬲 賮賷 兀賱賲丕賳賷丕 賵賮乇賳爻丕 賵廿賳噩賱鬲乇丕 賵丕賱賲丿乇爻丞 丕賱兀賲乇賷賰賷丞 亘賱 亘賴丕 爻賯胤丕鬲 (賴賷賳丞) 賰兀賳賴丕 乇賵丕賷丞 毓乇亘賷丞 賰鬲亘鬲 賮賷 丕賱兀乇亘毓賷賳丕鬲 賵丕賱禺賲爻賷賳丕鬲 丕賱賲賷賱丕丿賷丞 賱賰賳 丕賱丨亘 丕賱匕賷 鬲丨賲賱 賵丕賱賲卮丕毓乇 丕賱鬲賷 鬲爻丨亘賰 禺賱賮賴丕 賲賳 爻胤乇 賱丌禺乇 賵賲賳 氐賮丨丞 賱兀禺乇賶 鬲賳爻賷賰 賴匕賴 丕賱賲賳睾氐丕鬲 丕賱亘爻賷胤丞. 賱賰賳 賱賵 賳馗乇鬲 賱賴丕 亘毓賷賳 賯丕乇卅 匕賱賰 丕賱夭賲丕賳 鈥� 賵賴匕丕 賴賵 毓賷賳 丕賱氐賵丕亘 鈥� 亘丿賱 賳馗乇鬲賷 丕賱兀賳丕賳賷丞 丕賱丨丕賱賲丞 賲丕 亘毓丿 丕賱兀賱賮賷丞 賱卮毓乇鬲 亘賴丕 賮賵賯 卮毓賵乇賷 丕賱賰亘賷乇. 賱賰賳賴丕 賮賵賯 匕賱賰 賮丕鬲賳丞.
乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 乇噩賱 睾丕乇賯 賮賷 丕賱亘爻丕胤丞 兀賳丕 賵兀賳鬲 賳毓乇賮賴 噩賷丿賸丕 賴賵 丨賵賱賳丕 賲賳 賰賱 鬲噩丕賴.. 賱丕亘丿 兀賳賰 鬲毓乇賮賴 匕賱賰 丕賱乇噩賱 丕賱匕賷 賷賰丕丿 賷賰賵賳 卮亘賴 賲賴賲卮 賱賰孬乇丞 亘爻丕胤鬲賴. 賴匕賴 賴賷 賯氐丞 丨亘賴 丕賱鬲賷 賲丕賰丕賳 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷 賱賷毓亘乇 毓賳賴丕 亘賴匕丕 丕賱毓賲賯 廿賳 賱賲 賷賰賳 亘胤乇賷賯丞賺 賲丕 噩夭亍 賲賳 賴匕賴 丕賱卮禺氐賷丞. 賳毓乇賮 毓賳 賲毓丕賳丕丞 賴匕賴 丕賱賲爻賰賷賳 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 賲匕賰乇丕鬲賴 (賰孬賷乇 賴賷 丕賱兀毓賲丕賱 丕賱鬲賷 賯丕賲鬲 毓賱賶 賮賰乇丞 禺乇賵噩 兀孬乇 亘毓丿 丕賱賵賮丕丞) 丕賱卮禺氐賷丞 賵丕賱鬲賷 兀賵氐丕賴 氐丕丨亘賳丕 丕賱匕賷 賷丐丿賷 丿賵乇 丕賱乇賵丕賷 賮賷 丕賱賳氐 亘丨乇賯賴丕 亘毓丿 兀賳 卮毓乇 乇丕卅賮 亘賳賵 賲賵鬲賴 亘爻亘亘 賲乇囟賴 賱賰賳賴 兀氐乇 兀賳 賷賯乇兀 丕賱毓賲賱 兀賵賱賸丕 賱賷鬲毓乇賮 毓賱賶 賲毓丕賳丕丞 賴匕賴 丕賱兀賮賳丿賷 乇丕卅賮. 鬲丨賲賱 丕賱賲匕丕賰乇丕鬲 賱賱賵賱丕丿丕鬲 賱賱賭 "丕賱毓賵丿丞 賱賱兀賲丕賰賳 丕賱賯丿賷賲丞" 賰賲丕 賷賯賵賱 丕賱賯氐賷亘賷 賱賳亘丿兀 賲賳 丕賱氐賮乇 賮賷 兀賱賲丕賳賷丕 丨賷孬 賷夭乇毓 兀賲丕賲賳丕 乇丕卅賮 毓丕卮賯賸丕 丨丿 丕賱孬賲丕賱丞 賱鬲亘丿兀 賯氐鬲賴 賲賳 賱賵丨丞 鬲兀爻乇丞 亘亘爻丕胤鬲賴丕 賵毓賳賮賵丕賳賴丕 賮賷 賳賮爻 丕賱賵賯鬲 賮賷卮毓乇 亘賴丕 鬲鬲睾賱睾賱 賮賷 賵噩丿丕賳賴 賵爻乇毓丕賳 賲丕 賷賯毓 賮賷 丨亘 氐丕丨亘丞 丕賱賱賵丨丞貙 賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 丕賱賲毓胤賮.
賷丨丿孬賳丕 毓賳 賲丕 鬲丨賲賱賴 丕賱賳賮爻 丕賱亘卮乇賷丞 賲賳 鬲禺亘胤丕鬲 賵鬲囟丕丿 賵鬲毓賯賷丿 賴賵 賴賵 賳賮爻賴 賲賳匕 丕賱賯丿賲 丨鬲賶 賷賵賲賳丕 賴匕丕 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 丨賵丕乇丕鬲 (亘毓囟賴丕 賲賮鬲毓賱) 毓賳 賰賱 噩賵丕賳亘 丕賱丨賷丕丞 亘賷賳 乇丕卅賮 賵亘賷賳 賲丕丿賵賳丕 鈥� 毓丕乇囟丞 丕賱兀夭賷丕亍 鈥� 丕賱兀賱賲丕賳賷丞 賮賳鬲丕亘毓 賲毓賴賲丕 賲丿賶 亘乇丕毓丞 丕賱賲丐賱賮 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 賰賷賮 賷丨亘亘賳丕 賮賷 丕賱卮禺氐賷丞 賵賰賷賮 賷噩毓賱賳丕 賳鬲毓丕胤賮 賲毓賴丕 賵丨賷賳賴丕 賳賰乇賴賴丕 亘爻亘亘 亘毓囟 賯爻賵鬲賴 賵鬲賴賲賷卮賴 丕賱賲鬲賯氐丿 賮賷 亘毓囟 丕賱賲賯丕胤毓 賵賰兀賳賴 賷禺亘乇賳丕 毓賳 丨賯賷賯丞 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賮賷 賰賱 兀丿賵丕乇 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賲賳匕 賵賱丕丿鬲賴 丨鬲賶 賵賮丕鬲賴賵 賵賴匕丕 丕賱鬲賵睾賱 賮賷 丕賱賳賮爻 賯丿 賮毓賱賴 賮賷賲丕 亘毓丿 (噩丕賳 亘賵賱 爻丕乇鬲乇) 賮賷 卮禺氐賷丕鬲賴 賮賷 (丕賱睾乇賮丞)貙 賵 (丕賱睾孬賷丕賳) 賵賲噩賲賱 兀毓賲丕賱賴.
丕賱卮丕毓乇 (賳丕馗賲 丨賰賲鬲) 丕賱匕賷 兀卮鬲賴乇 鬲毓賱賷賯賴 毓賳丿 丕賱賯乇丕亍 丕賱毓乇亘 亘毓丿 鬲乇噩賲丞 丕賱毓賲賱 賰丕賳 賵丕囟丨 丕賱鬲兀孬賷乇 賮賷 卮兀賳 賲丕匕賰乇賴 亘禺氐賵氐 鬲丨賵賱 丕賱賰丕鬲亘 賮賷 丕賱賯爻賲 丕賱孬丕賳賷 賲賳 丕賱毓賲賱 毓賳 丕賱噩夭亍 丕賱兀賵賱 丕賱匕賷 兀噩丕丿賴. 賱賲 丕賯乇兀 鬲毓賱賷賯賴 鈥� 賳賯丿賴 鈥� 廿賱丕 亘毓丿 廿賳賴丕丿 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵賵噩丿鬲 兀賳賴 兀氐丕亘 賮賷賲丕 匕賰乇. 賵賱賰賳 賴匕丕 賱賲 賷睾賳賷 毓賳丿賷 賱鬲丨賵賱賷 毓賳 丨亘 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賰賳氐 乇賵丕卅賷 亘氐賮丞 毓丕賲丞貙 賵廿賳 賰賳鬲 兀鬲賲賳賷 毓丿賲 匕賰乇 鬲毓賱賷賯賴 賰賷 賱丕 賷賰賵賳 賳馗乇丞 賲爻亘賯丞 毓賳丿 賲賳 賷賯乇兀 丕賱賳賯丿 賮賷 賳賴丕賷丞 丕賱毓賲賱 賯亘賱 丕賱亘丿丕賷丞 鈥� 賵賴匕丕 賵丕乇丿 鈥� 賮爻丕賲丨 丕賱賱賴 丕賱丿丕乇. 丨鬲賶 賱賵 賰丕賳 賴匕丕 賲乇賮賯賸丕 賮賷 丕賱賳氐 丕賱兀氐賱賷 賮賱賷鬲賴賲 睾賮賱賵丕 毓賳賴
乇睾賲 兀賳賷 賱丕 兀噩賷丿 丕賱鬲乇賰賷丞 賱賰賳賳賷 卮毓乇鬲 亘毓馗賲 丕賱賱睾丞 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 丕賱鬲乇噩賲丞 丕賱賲賵賮賯丞 賲賳 噩賴丕丿 丕賱兀賲丕爻賷. 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇锟斤拷丕賷丞 丨亘 賷鬲賵賯丿 賮賷 賰賱 氐賮丨丞. 賱丕 兀毓賱賲 賴賱 賴匕丕 丕賱卮丕亘 丿乇爻 賮賷 鬲乇賰賷丕 賵賰賱賮 亘丕賱兀亍亘 丕賱鬲乇賰賷 兀賲 兀賳賴 賮賯胤 丿乇爻賴丕 賮賷 亘賱丿賴 丕賱禺賱賷噩賷 賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 丕賱孬丕賳賷丞 賮賴匕丕 乇噩賱 爻賵賮 賷賲鬲毓賳丕 賮賵賯 賲丕 賳胤賱亘.
丕爻鬲睾乇亘鬲 賰孬賷乇賸丕 兀賷賳 賴賷 丿賵乇 丕賱賳卮乇 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞 鬲賱賰 丕賱賱亘賳丕賳賷丞 賵兀賷賳 賲賳賴丕 賲卮乇賵毓 (賰賱賲丞) 賱賱鬲乇噩賲丞責. 乇睾賲 爻毓丕丿鬲賷 亘賯乇丕亍丞 丕賱賳氐 兀禺賷乇賸丕 鈥� 丕賱匕賷 賱賲 兀亘丨孬 毓賳賴 亘丕賱廿賳噩賱賷夭賷丞 賲賳 賯亘賱 鈥� 丨賯賷賯丞 卮毓乇鬲 亘亘毓囟 丕賱丨夭賳 兀賳 賴匕丕 丕賱噩賲丕賱 睾丕亘 毓賳丕 賰賱 賴匕丕 丕賱毓賴丿 賵爻胤 賯乇丕亍丕鬲 賲鬲鬲丕賱賷丞 賱賳氐賵氐 賲鬲乇噩賲丞 賱兀爻賲丕亍 賰亘賷乇丞 賱丕 鬲氐賱 賱賲爻鬲賵賶 噩賵丿丞 賴匕 丕賱賳氐 賲賳 賳丕丨賷丞 丕賱賲賵囟賵毓 賵胤乇賷賯丞 丕賱鬲丨賱賷賱 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷 賵丕賱賳賮爻賷 賱賱卮禺氐賷丕鬲 禺氐賵氐賸丕 夭丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷.
兀賰孬乇 賲丕 賷賱賮鬲 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賴賵 胤亘賷毓丞 丕賱丨賵丕乇. 毓賲賯 噩賲賷賱 賮賷 賳賮爻賷丕鬲 兀亘胤丕賱 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵鬲爻丕丐賱丕鬲 賱賷爻鬲 亘毓亘孬賷丞 鬲胤乇丨 兀賲丕賲賳丕 毓賳 丕賱賵噩賵丿 / 賵噩賵丿賳丕 毓賳 賲丕 賷賯賱賯賳丕 賮賷 兀毓賲丕賯賳丕 賵兀賲丕賲 丕賱丌禺乇 賵毓賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱胤亘賷毓丞 賲賳 丨賵賱賳丕 丕賱鬲賷 賳卮毓乇 亘賴丕 賵賱丕 賳卮毓乇 亘賴丕. 賵賱賰賳 賴匕丕 賱丕 賷毓賳賷 兀賳 賳購爻賱賲 賱氐丿賷賯鬲賳丕 (賲丕丿賵賳丕) 丕賱鬲賷 兀丿禺賱鬲賳丕 亘賲亘丕賱睾丞 賲賮鬲賱毓賱丞 賮賷 亘毓囟 丨賵丕乇鬲賴丕. 毓卮賯鬲 卮禺氐賷丞 (乇丕卅賮) 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 賲丕丿賵賳丕 賮賯丿 賰丕賳 胤亘賷毓賷賸丕 亘賷賳賲丕 賲丕丿賵賳丕 鬲賮鬲毓賱 丕賱丨賵丕乇賷丞 丕賱乇賲夭賷丞 亘氐賵乇丞 丕爻丕亍鬲 賮賷賴丕 賱賱賳氐賮 丕賱孬丕賳賷 賲賳 丕賱毓賲賱. 乇睾賲 兀賳 馗賴賵乇賴丕 賰丕賳 噩賲賷賱 賵毓賱丕賯丞 丕賱賲胤乇丿丞 賲毓 乇丕卅賮 噩賲賷賱丞 廿賱丕 兀賳 丕賱賲丐賱賮 鬲毓賲賯 賮賷 卮禺氐賷丞 乇丕卅賮 賲賳匕 丕賱亘丿丕賷丞 賲賳匕 賲賱丕賲丨賴丕 丕賱兀賵賱賶 丨鬲賶 賲睾丕丿乇鬲賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞.
賵賲賲丕 賷賱賮鬲 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賴賵 匕賱賰 丕賱鬲丕乇賷禺 丕賱賲禺賷賮 丕賱鬲賷 鬲丨賲賱賴丕.. 賱賲 兀氐丿賯 兀賳 賴匕丕 丕賱毓賲賱 賰鬲亘 賯亘賱 賴匕賴 丕賱爻賳賵丕鬲 賵賰兀賳 兀丨丿賴賲 兀毓丕丿 氐賷丕睾鬲賴丕 亘賱睾丞 亘爻賷胤丞 鬲賵丕賰亘 賴匕丕 丕賱賷賵賲.. 丨賯賸丕 "賲丕 賷禺乇噩 賲賳 丕賱賯賱亘 賷氐賱 廿賱賶 丕賱賯賱亘" 賴匕賴 胤亘賷毓丞 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞. 賳毓賲 賴賷 乇賵丕賷丞 毓丕胤賮賷丞 賱賰賳賴丕 賱賷爻鬲 兀亘丿賸丕 賰鬲賱賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丕賱賲爻鬲賲乇丞 賮賷 廿睾乇丕賯 賲賰鬲亘丕鬲賳丕 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞 賲賳 丕賱賲丨賷胤 賱賱禺賱賷噩. 賴匕賴 乇賵丕賷丞 亘廿爻賱賵亘 賮賱爻賮賷 亘爻賷胤.
丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘賴丕 丕賱賰孬賷乇 賲賳 丕賱亘爻丕胤丞 賵亘毓賷丿丞 賰賱 丕賱亘毓丿 毓賳 鬲賯賳賷丕鬲 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱丨丿賷孬丞 賵丕賱丨亘賰丕鬲 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷丞 丕賱鬲賷 鬲胤賵乇鬲 賮賷 兀賱賲丕賳賷丕 賵賮乇賳爻丕 賵廿賳噩賱鬲乇丕 賵丕賱賲丿乇爻丞 丕賱兀賲乇賷賰賷丞 亘賱 亘賴丕 爻賯胤丕鬲 (賴賷賳丞) 賰兀賳賴丕 乇賵丕賷丞 毓乇亘賷丞 賰鬲亘鬲 賮賷 丕賱兀乇亘毓賷賳丕鬲 賵丕賱禺賲爻賷賳丕鬲 丕賱賲賷賱丕丿賷丞 賱賰賳 丕賱丨亘 丕賱匕賷 鬲丨賲賱 賵丕賱賲卮丕毓乇 丕賱鬲賷 鬲爻丨亘賰 禺賱賮賴丕 賲賳 爻胤乇 賱丌禺乇 賵賲賳 氐賮丨丞 賱兀禺乇賶 鬲賳爻賷賰 賴匕賴 丕賱賲賳睾氐丕鬲 丕賱亘爻賷胤丞. 賱賰賳 賱賵 賳馗乇鬲 賱賴丕 亘毓賷賳 賯丕乇卅 匕賱賰 丕賱夭賲丕賳 鈥� 賵賴匕丕 賴賵 毓賷賳 丕賱氐賵丕亘 鈥� 亘丿賱 賳馗乇鬲賷 丕賱兀賳丕賳賷丞 丕賱丨丕賱賲丞 賲丕 亘毓丿 丕賱兀賱賮賷丞 賱卮毓乇鬲 亘賴丕 賮賵賯 卮毓賵乇賷 丕賱賰亘賷乇. 賱賰賳賴丕 賮賵賯 匕賱賰 賮丕鬲賳丞.
乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 乇噩賱 睾丕乇賯 賮賷 丕賱亘爻丕胤丞 兀賳丕 賵兀賳鬲 賳毓乇賮賴 噩賷丿賸丕 賴賵 丨賵賱賳丕 賲賳 賰賱 鬲噩丕賴.. 賱丕亘丿 兀賳賰 鬲毓乇賮賴 匕賱賰 丕賱乇噩賱 丕賱匕賷 賷賰丕丿 賷賰賵賳 卮亘賴 賲賴賲卮 賱賰孬乇丞 亘爻丕胤鬲賴. 賴匕賴 賴賷 賯氐丞 丨亘賴 丕賱鬲賷 賲丕賰丕賳 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷 賱賷毓亘乇 毓賳賴丕 亘賴匕丕 丕賱毓賲賯 廿賳 賱賲 賷賰賳 亘胤乇賷賯丞賺 賲丕 噩夭亍 賲賳 賴匕賴 丕賱卮禺氐賷丞. 賳毓乇賮 毓賳 賲毓丕賳丕丞 賴匕賴 丕賱賲爻賰賷賳 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 賲匕賰乇丕鬲賴 (賰孬賷乇 賴賷 丕賱兀毓賲丕賱 丕賱鬲賷 賯丕賲鬲 毓賱賶 賮賰乇丞 禺乇賵噩 兀孬乇 亘毓丿 丕賱賵賮丕丞) 丕賱卮禺氐賷丞 賵丕賱鬲賷 兀賵氐丕賴 氐丕丨亘賳丕 丕賱匕賷 賷丐丿賷 丿賵乇 丕賱乇賵丕賷 賮賷 丕賱賳氐 亘丨乇賯賴丕 亘毓丿 兀賳 卮毓乇 乇丕卅賮 亘賳賵 賲賵鬲賴 亘爻亘亘 賲乇囟賴 賱賰賳賴 兀氐乇 兀賳 賷賯乇兀 丕賱毓賲賱 兀賵賱賸丕 賱賷鬲毓乇賮 毓賱賶 賲毓丕賳丕丞 賴匕賴 丕賱兀賮賳丿賷 乇丕卅賮. 鬲丨賲賱 丕賱賲匕丕賰乇丕鬲 賱賱賵賱丕丿丕鬲 賱賱賭 "丕賱毓賵丿丞 賱賱兀賲丕賰賳 丕賱賯丿賷賲丞" 賰賲丕 賷賯賵賱 丕賱賯氐賷亘賷 賱賳亘丿兀 賲賳 丕賱氐賮乇 賮賷 兀賱賲丕賳賷丕 丨賷孬 賷夭乇毓 兀賲丕賲賳丕 乇丕卅賮 毓丕卮賯賸丕 丨丿 丕賱孬賲丕賱丞 賱鬲亘丿兀 賯氐鬲賴 賲賳 賱賵丨丞 鬲兀爻乇丞 亘亘爻丕胤鬲賴丕 賵毓賳賮賵丕賳賴丕 賮賷 賳賮爻 丕賱賵賯鬲 賮賷卮毓乇 亘賴丕 鬲鬲睾賱睾賱 賮賷 賵噩丿丕賳賴 賵爻乇毓丕賳 賲丕 賷賯毓 賮賷 丨亘 氐丕丨亘丞 丕賱賱賵丨丞貙 賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 丕賱賲毓胤賮.
賷丨丿孬賳丕 毓賳 賲丕 鬲丨賲賱賴 丕賱賳賮爻 丕賱亘卮乇賷丞 賲賳 鬲禺亘胤丕鬲 賵鬲囟丕丿 賵鬲毓賯賷丿 賴賵 賴賵 賳賮爻賴 賲賳匕 丕賱賯丿賲 丨鬲賶 賷賵賲賳丕 賴匕丕 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 丨賵丕乇丕鬲 (亘毓囟賴丕 賲賮鬲毓賱) 毓賳 賰賱 噩賵丕賳亘 丕賱丨賷丕丞 亘賷賳 乇丕卅賮 賵亘賷賳 賲丕丿賵賳丕 鈥� 毓丕乇囟丞 丕賱兀夭賷丕亍 鈥� 丕賱兀賱賲丕賳賷丞 賮賳鬲丕亘毓 賲毓賴賲丕 賲丿賶 亘乇丕毓丞 丕賱賲丐賱賮 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 賰賷賮 賷丨亘亘賳丕 賮賷 丕賱卮禺氐賷丞 賵賰賷賮 賷噩毓賱賳丕 賳鬲毓丕胤賮 賲毓賴丕 賵丨賷賳賴丕 賳賰乇賴賴丕 亘爻亘亘 亘毓囟 賯爻賵鬲賴 賵鬲賴賲賷卮賴 丕賱賲鬲賯氐丿 賮賷 亘毓囟 丕賱賲賯丕胤毓 賵賰兀賳賴 賷禺亘乇賳丕 毓賳 丨賯賷賯丞 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賮賷 賰賱 兀丿賵丕乇 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賲賳匕 賵賱丕丿鬲賴 丨鬲賶 賵賮丕鬲賴賵 賵賴匕丕 丕賱鬲賵睾賱 賮賷 丕賱賳賮爻 賯丿 賮毓賱賴 賮賷賲丕 亘毓丿 (噩丕賳 亘賵賱 爻丕乇鬲乇) 賮賷 卮禺氐賷丕鬲賴 賮賷 (丕賱睾乇賮丞)貙 賵 (丕賱睾孬賷丕賳) 賵賲噩賲賱 兀毓賲丕賱賴.
丕賱卮丕毓乇 (賳丕馗賲 丨賰賲鬲) 丕賱匕賷 兀卮鬲賴乇 鬲毓賱賷賯賴 毓賳丿 丕賱賯乇丕亍 丕賱毓乇亘 亘毓丿 鬲乇噩賲丞 丕賱毓賲賱 賰丕賳 賵丕囟丨 丕賱鬲兀孬賷乇 賮賷 卮兀賳 賲丕匕賰乇賴 亘禺氐賵氐 鬲丨賵賱 丕賱賰丕鬲亘 賮賷 丕賱賯爻賲 丕賱孬丕賳賷 賲賳 丕賱毓賲賱 毓賳 丕賱噩夭亍 丕賱兀賵賱 丕賱匕賷 兀噩丕丿賴. 賱賲 丕賯乇兀 鬲毓賱賷賯賴 鈥� 賳賯丿賴 鈥� 廿賱丕 亘毓丿 廿賳賴丕丿 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵賵噩丿鬲 兀賳賴 兀氐丕亘 賮賷賲丕 匕賰乇. 賵賱賰賳 賴匕丕 賱賲 賷睾賳賷 毓賳丿賷 賱鬲丨賵賱賷 毓賳 丨亘 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賰賳氐 乇賵丕卅賷 亘氐賮丞 毓丕賲丞貙 賵廿賳 賰賳鬲 兀鬲賲賳賷 毓丿賲 匕賰乇 鬲毓賱賷賯賴 賰賷 賱丕 賷賰賵賳 賳馗乇丞 賲爻亘賯丞 毓賳丿 賲賳 賷賯乇兀 丕賱賳賯丿 賮賷 賳賴丕賷丞 丕賱毓賲賱 賯亘賱 丕賱亘丿丕賷丞 鈥� 賵賴匕丕 賵丕乇丿 鈥� 賮爻丕賲丨 丕賱賱賴 丕賱丿丕乇. 丨鬲賶 賱賵 賰丕賳 賴匕丕 賲乇賮賯賸丕 賮賷 丕賱賳氐 丕賱兀氐賱賷 賮賱賷鬲賴賲 睾賮賱賵丕 毓賳賴
乇睾賲 兀賳賷 賱丕 兀噩賷丿 丕賱鬲乇賰賷丞 賱賰賳賳賷 卮毓乇鬲 亘毓馗賲 丕賱賱睾丞 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 丕賱鬲乇噩賲丞 丕賱賲賵賮賯丞 賲賳 噩賴丕丿 丕賱兀賲丕爻賷. 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇锟斤拷丕賷丞 丨亘 賷鬲賵賯丿 賮賷 賰賱 氐賮丨丞. 賱丕 兀毓賱賲 賴賱 賴匕丕 丕賱卮丕亘 丿乇爻 賮賷 鬲乇賰賷丕 賵賰賱賮 亘丕賱兀亍亘 丕賱鬲乇賰賷 兀賲 兀賳賴 賮賯胤 丿乇爻賴丕 賮賷 亘賱丿賴 丕賱禺賱賷噩賷 賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 丕賱孬丕賳賷丞 賮賴匕丕 乇噩賱 爻賵賮 賷賲鬲毓賳丕 賮賵賯 賲丕 賳胤賱亘.
May 18, 2017
Madonna in a Fur Coat by Sabahattin Ali is considered one of the foremost Turkish classics of the 20th century. Written in 1941 and describing how both Germany and Turkey had changed following the Great War, this classic is now available in English for the first time. Using the life of a translation clerk named Raif Efendi as a metaphor to show how the world has changed, Ali delivers a hidden gem of a classic to western readers.
Our story begins as a narrator in search of work finds employment as a clerk in the same office as Raif Efendi. Noticing that Efendi is often out ill, his colleague offers to bring him his work to his home. The two develop a rapport but then Efendi's health takes a turn for the worse, and he asks the narrator to collect his personal items from his desk. One of these items is a black leather bound notebook that piques the narrator's curiosity and Efendi allows him to read it. It is in the pages of the notebook that the bulk of the story takes place.
As a young man in Istanbul, Raif Efendi desires to see Europe in order to improve himself as an artist. His father finances a trip to Berlin, and Efendi stays there in a hostel for two years. While there, he masters the German language and witnesses how the young people are without a care in the world living their lives jubilantly during the years between the two wars. Immediately, Efendi passes his time at the art museum and is enraptured by a painting entitled Madonna in a Fur Coat. Eventually, he befriends the artist, a woman named Maria Puder who lives a life of contradictions, and, despite their cultural differences, become the love of their early lives.
Ali's prose is charming as he writes of missed opportunities of a love that might have been. I have read a number of European classics from this era this year, and have noticed a theme of wistfulness, of missing out on opportunities especially with love, and of reminiscing of a life gone by. Ali's Turkish classic fits in this mold nicely as he writes of the interwar years and how people's expectations have changed, and then returns to Raif Efendi contemplating what might have been in his life.
Madonna in a Fur Coat is a story of missed opportunity. It is a short novel of lovely prose, and I enjoyed my brief journey to Turkey reading about Raif Efendi. Sabahattin Ali is considered the leading Turkish writer of the 20th century, but unfortunately he was murdered in 1948. Madonna remains his leading classic, and it can now be enjoyed by western audiences. As the world becomes smaller and works from all over the world become available to read, there is no limit to the number of classics that are being uncovered. I though Madonna in a Fur Coat measures up to other classics in its era, and rate it 4 stars.
Our story begins as a narrator in search of work finds employment as a clerk in the same office as Raif Efendi. Noticing that Efendi is often out ill, his colleague offers to bring him his work to his home. The two develop a rapport but then Efendi's health takes a turn for the worse, and he asks the narrator to collect his personal items from his desk. One of these items is a black leather bound notebook that piques the narrator's curiosity and Efendi allows him to read it. It is in the pages of the notebook that the bulk of the story takes place.
As a young man in Istanbul, Raif Efendi desires to see Europe in order to improve himself as an artist. His father finances a trip to Berlin, and Efendi stays there in a hostel for two years. While there, he masters the German language and witnesses how the young people are without a care in the world living their lives jubilantly during the years between the two wars. Immediately, Efendi passes his time at the art museum and is enraptured by a painting entitled Madonna in a Fur Coat. Eventually, he befriends the artist, a woman named Maria Puder who lives a life of contradictions, and, despite their cultural differences, become the love of their early lives.
Ali's prose is charming as he writes of missed opportunities of a love that might have been. I have read a number of European classics from this era this year, and have noticed a theme of wistfulness, of missing out on opportunities especially with love, and of reminiscing of a life gone by. Ali's Turkish classic fits in this mold nicely as he writes of the interwar years and how people's expectations have changed, and then returns to Raif Efendi contemplating what might have been in his life.
Madonna in a Fur Coat is a story of missed opportunity. It is a short novel of lovely prose, and I enjoyed my brief journey to Turkey reading about Raif Efendi. Sabahattin Ali is considered the leading Turkish writer of the 20th century, but unfortunately he was murdered in 1948. Madonna remains his leading classic, and it can now be enjoyed by western audiences. As the world becomes smaller and works from all over the world become available to read, there is no limit to the number of classics that are being uncovered. I though Madonna in a Fur Coat measures up to other classics in its era, and rate it 4 stars.
January 3, 2025
4/5
Good news, men who yearn and love with their entire being do exist.
Bad news, I cried.
Good news, men who yearn and love with their entire being do exist.
Bad news, I cried.
February 7, 2025
IDK... Maybe I'm an odd ball? It was alright, but I wasn't like... blown away? Lemme think on it for a bit. 3 stars for now.
In an attempt to get by the 'behind one book' on my reading challenge - I'm gonna give this one a read. I've heard nothing but good things, and it's a short one! 馃グ馃檹馃徎
馃枻惭别濒补苍肠丑辞濒颈肠
馃Classic Love Story
馃枻1920'蝉
馃Set in Berlin and Turkey
馃枻Obsession x Loneliness
馃Losing Yourself in Someone
鈰嗏湸锔幩氾健鈰� 藯藦藡鈽呪€匡傅鈥� 藲 鈧娾姽
In an attempt to get by the 'behind one book' on my reading challenge - I'm gonna give this one a read. I've heard nothing but good things, and it's a short one! 馃グ馃檹馃徎
馃枻惭别濒补苍肠丑辞濒颈肠
馃Classic Love Story
馃枻1920'蝉
馃Set in Berlin and Turkey
馃枻Obsession x Loneliness
馃Losing Yourself in Someone
鈰嗏湸锔幩氾健鈰� 藯藦藡鈽呪€匡傅鈥� 藲 鈧娾姽
February 11, 2025
I kinda get the hype but like not really. To be extremely reductive, this is the story of a quiet sullen incel-ly man revealing his life story to his coworker while on his deathbed. It鈥檚 a story of love and obsession that perhaps constructed the first ever manic pixie dream girl in 20th century literature. Certainly there鈥檚 beautiful language here and a compelling story, but still a book written by a man about a man. So鈥�
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February 9, 2017
賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵
賲賳匕 氐丿賵乇賴丕 賯亘賱 賲丕 賷夭賷丿 毓賱賶 丕賱爻亘毓賷賳 毓丕賲丕 鈥� 1943 賲 -貙 賱賲 鬲禺乇噩 乇賵丕賷丞 賲丕丿賵賳丕 賲賳 賯丕卅賲丞 兀賰孬乇 丕賱賰鬲亘 賲亘賷毓丕賸 賮賷 鬲乇賰賷丕貙 賵賴匕丕 賷噩毓賱賴丕 兀丨丿 丕賱賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丕鬲 丕賱鬲乇賰賷丞 丕賱賲賴賲丞 賵丕賱鬲賷 鬲乇噩賲鬲 兀禺賷乇丕賸 廿賱賶 丕賱賱睾丞 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞貙 鬲乇噩賲丞 賲賲鬲丕夭丞 乇睾賲 兀賳賴丕 丕賱兀賵賱賶 賱賱兀爻鬲丕匕 噩賴丕丿 丕賱兀賲丕爻賷.
賵賱丿 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷 賮賷 兀賵丕禺乇 兀賷丕賲 丕賱廿賲亘乇丕胤賵乇賷丞 丕賱毓孬賲丕賳賷丞貙 賮賷 賲丿賷賳丞 (兀乇丿賷賳賵) 賵丕賱鬲賷 氐丕乇鬲 丕賱丌賳 丿丕禺賱 丨丿賵丿 亘賱睾丕乇賷丕貙 丿乇爻 賮賷 廿爻胤賳亘賵賱貙 孬賲 丕亘鬲毓孬 賱兀賱賲丕賳賷丕 賱爻賳鬲賷賳 鈥� 賵賲賳 鬲噩乇亘鬲賴 賵丨賷丕鬲賴 賴賳丕賰 丕爻鬲賯賶 乇賵丕賷鬲賴 賴匕賴 -貙 毓丕丿 亘毓丿 匕賱賰 賱賷毓賱賲 丕賱兀賱賲丕賳賷丞 賮賷 丌賷丿賳 賵賯賵賳賷丞貙 丕毓鬲賯賱 亘爻亘亘 賯氐賷丿丞 丕賳鬲賯丿 賮賷賴丕 兀鬲丕鬲賵乇賰貙 賵賱賲 賷毓丿 賱爻賱賰 丕賱鬲毓賱賷賲 廿賱丕 亘毓丿賲丕 賰鬲亘 賯氐賷丿丞 兀禺乇賶 賷亘噩賱 賮賷賴丕 兀鬲丕鬲賵乇賰貙 禺丿賲 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 賮賷 丕賱噩賷卮 丨賷孬 賰鬲亘 乇賵丕賷鬲賴 (賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵) 賮賷 禺賷賲丞 兀丨丿 賲毓爻賰乇丕鬲賴貙 賵賷賯丕賱 兀賳 賷丿賴 賰爻乇鬲 賮賷 丕賱兀賷丕賲 丕賱兀賵賱賶 賮賱匕賱賰 賰丕賳 賷囟毓賴丕 賮賷 賲丕亍 丿丕賮卅 賱賷賰鬲亘貙 兀賳卮兀 賮賷賲丕 亘毓丿 氐丨賷賮丞 (賲丕乇賰賵 亘丕卮丕) 賲毓 兀丿賷亘 鬲乇賰賷丕 丕賱兀卮賴乇 (毓夭賷夭 賳賷爻賳)貙 毓丕賳賶 賲賳 丕賱丕毓鬲賯丕賱 賵丕賱鬲囟賷賷賯 賵乇賮囟 胤賱亘賴 賱賱丨氐賵賱 毓賱賶 噩賵丕夭 爻賮乇貙 賵賱賴匕丕 賯乇乇 丕賱賴乇亘 毓亘乇 丕賱丨丿賵丿 丕賱亘賱睾丕乇賷丞貙 賵賱賰賳賴 賯鬲賱 賱賱兀爻賮 賮賷 馗乇賵賮 睾丕賲囟丞 毓賱賶 賷丿 丕賱賲賴乇亘 賵丕賱匕賷 賯賷賱 兀賳賴 賲鬲毓丕賵賳 賲毓 丕賱爻賱胤丕鬲貙 賱賲 鬲賰鬲卮賮 噩孬丞 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷 廿賱丕 亘毓丿 卮賴賵乇貙 賮賷 2007 賲 丕丨鬲賮賱鬲 賲丿賷賳丞 兀丿乇賳賵 丕賱亘賱睾丕乇賷丞 亘賲乇賵乇 賲卅丞 毓丕賲 毓賱賶 賲賵賱丿 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷貙 賰賲丕 兀賳 賰鬲丕亘丕鬲賴 鬲丿乇爻 賮賷 丕賱賲丿丕乇爻 丕賱亘賱睾丕乇賷丞 賲賳匕 丕賱禺賲爻賷賳丕鬲.
鬲乇賰 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷 孬賱丕孬 乇賵丕賷丕鬲 賵賲爻乇丨賷丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賵毓丿丞 賯氐氐 賯氐賷乇丞 賵賯氐丕卅丿貙 賵賴丕 賴賷 丕賱賮乇氐丞 賱賳胤賱毓 毓賱賶 兀賴賲 賰鬲亘賴 毓賱賶 丕賱廿胤賱丕賯.
賷賲賰賳賳丕 鬲氐賳賷賮 乇賵丕賷丞 (賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵) 毓賱賶 兀賳賴丕 廿丨丿賶 乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丨亘 丕賱賲睾鬲乇亘賷賳貙 卮賷亍 賷卮亘賴 乇賵丕賷丞 (丕賱丨賷 丕賱賱丕鬲賷賳賷) 賱爻賴賷賱 廿丿乇賷爻貙 兀賵 賳賵毓丕賸 賲丕 乇賵丕賷丞 (賲賵爻賲 丕賱賴噩乇丞 廿賱賶 丕賱卮賲丕賱) 賱賱胤賷亘 氐丕賱丨貙 賷乇賯丿 賵乇丕亍 賴匕丕 丕賱賳賵毓 賲賳 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲貙 氐乇丕毓 丨囟丕乇賷 亘賷賳 丕賱卮乇賯 賵丕賱睾乇亘貙 丨賷孬 丕賱卮丕亘 丕賱卮乇賯賷 丕賱賲亘賴賵乇 亘丕賱丨囟丕乇丞 丕賱睾乇亘賷丞 賵鬲賯丿賲賴丕貙 賵丕賱禺噩賵賱 賲賳 鬲兀禺乇 丕賱卮乇賯 賵鬲禺賱賮賴貙 賷丨丕賵賱 丕賱鬲賵丕氐賱 賲毓 賴匕賴 丕賱丨囟丕乇丞 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 賮鬲丕丞 睾乇亘賷丞貙 賷丨丕賵賱 賲毓丕賱噩丞 - 賲丕 兀爻賲丕賴 噩賵乇噩 胤乇丕亘賷卮賷 - 丕賱噩乇丨 丕賱賳乇噩爻賷 鈥� 兀賳氐丨 賮賷 賴匕丕 丕賱賲噩丕賱 亘賯乇丕亍丞 賰鬲丕亘賴 丕賱乇丕卅毓 (卮乇賯 賵睾乇亘貙 乇噩賵賱丞 賵兀賳賵孬丞: 丿乇丕爻丞 賮賷 兀夭賲丞 丕賱噩賳爻 賵丕賱丨囟丕乇丞 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞)-.
胤亘毓丕賸 賱丕 鬲毓丕賳賷 乇賵丕賷丞 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷 賲賳 匕賱賰 丕賱噩乇丨 丕賱賳乇噩爻賷 丕賱賲乇毓亘貙 賮賯丿 賰鬲亘賴丕 亘毓丿 鬲丨乇賷乇 鬲乇賰賷丕 賵廿賳卮丕亍 丕賱噩賲賴賵乇賷丞 丕賱鬲乇賰賷丞貙 賮賱匕丕 賱賲 賷賰賳 賷毓丕賳賷 賲賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱丨丕賱丞 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞 丕賱睾丕卅乇丞貙 賵丕賱鬲賷 夭丕丿鬲賴丕 丕賱賴夭丕卅賲 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞 兀賲丕賲 丕賱毓丿賵 丕賱廿爻乇丕卅賷賱賷.
鬲賮鬲鬲丨 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘丕賱乇丕賵賷 賵丕賱匕賷 賷鬲毓乇賮 賮賷 毓賲賱賴 丕賱噩丿賷丿 毓賱賶 乇噩賱 賲爻丨賵賯 賷丿毓賶 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷貙 兀馗賳 兀賳 賰賱丕賸 賲賳丕 丕賱鬲賯賶 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賴 亘乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賲丕貙 廿賳賴 匕賱賰 丕賱乇噩賱 丕賱匕賷 賱丕 賷兀亘賴 賱賴 兀丨丿貙 廿賳爻丕賳 賷毓賷卮 毓賱賶 丕賱賴丕賲卮 賵賱丕 賷毓鬲乇囟 兀賵 賷乇賮毓 氐賵鬲賴貙 賴賰匕丕 賵噩丿 丕賱乇丕賵賷 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賮賷 丕賱毓賲賱 賵賮賷 丕賱賲賳夭賱貙 賵賲毓 賲乇囟 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賵丕賯鬲乇丕亘賴 賲賳 丕賱賲賵鬲 賷丨氐賱 丕賱乇丕賵賷 毓賱賶 賲匕賰乇丕鬲賴 賵丕賱鬲賷 賷氐乇 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 毓賱賶 丨乇賯賴丕貙 賵賱賰賳 丕賱乇丕賵賷 賷爻鬲賳賯匕賴丕 賱賷賯乇兀賴丕 賱賳丕.
賴賰匕丕 鬲賳賮鬲丨 賱賳丕 亘賵丕亘丕鬲 毓丕賱賲 丌禺乇貙 賷禺賱毓 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 孬賷丕亘 丕賱乇噩賱 丕賱亘丕卅爻 賱賷鬲亘丿賶 賵乇丕卅賴丕 毓丕卮賯 賰亘賷乇貙 賴賰匕丕 賳賯賮夭 賲賳 兀賳賯乇丞 丨賷孬 賷毓賷卮 賵賷毓賲賱 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 廿賱賶 亘乇賱賷賳 丨賷孬 匕賴亘 賮賷 卮亘丕亘賴 賲乇爻賱丕賸 賲賳 賵丕賱丿賴 賱賷鬲毓賱賲 兀爻乇丕乇 氐賳丕毓丞 丕賱氐丕亘賵賳貙 賵賱賰賳賴 賷賱鬲賯賷 賴賳丕賰 亘賱賵丨丞 鬲賮鬲賳賴貙 賵賲賳 孬賲 賷賱鬲賯賷 亘氐丕丨亘丞 丕賱賱賵丨丞貙 賴賰匕丕 鬲丿賵乇 賯氐丞 丕賱丨亘 賲丕 亘賷賳 丕賱賮鬲賶 丕賱鬲乇賰賷 丕賱爻丕匕噩貙 賵賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵.
鬲丨賮賱 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘丕賱賲氐丕丿賮丕鬲 丕賱鬲賷 鬲賲賷夭 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丕賱賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丞貙 賵鬲賯賱賯 兀賷 賯丕乇卅 丨丿賷孬貙 賵賱賰賳 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲賲鬲毓丞 賮賷 賲噩賲賱賴丕.
賲賳匕 氐丿賵乇賴丕 賯亘賱 賲丕 賷夭賷丿 毓賱賶 丕賱爻亘毓賷賳 毓丕賲丕 鈥� 1943 賲 -貙 賱賲 鬲禺乇噩 乇賵丕賷丞 賲丕丿賵賳丕 賲賳 賯丕卅賲丞 兀賰孬乇 丕賱賰鬲亘 賲亘賷毓丕賸 賮賷 鬲乇賰賷丕貙 賵賴匕丕 賷噩毓賱賴丕 兀丨丿 丕賱賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丕鬲 丕賱鬲乇賰賷丞 丕賱賲賴賲丞 賵丕賱鬲賷 鬲乇噩賲鬲 兀禺賷乇丕賸 廿賱賶 丕賱賱睾丞 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞貙 鬲乇噩賲丞 賲賲鬲丕夭丞 乇睾賲 兀賳賴丕 丕賱兀賵賱賶 賱賱兀爻鬲丕匕 噩賴丕丿 丕賱兀賲丕爻賷.
賵賱丿 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷 賮賷 兀賵丕禺乇 兀賷丕賲 丕賱廿賲亘乇丕胤賵乇賷丞 丕賱毓孬賲丕賳賷丞貙 賮賷 賲丿賷賳丞 (兀乇丿賷賳賵) 賵丕賱鬲賷 氐丕乇鬲 丕賱丌賳 丿丕禺賱 丨丿賵丿 亘賱睾丕乇賷丕貙 丿乇爻 賮賷 廿爻胤賳亘賵賱貙 孬賲 丕亘鬲毓孬 賱兀賱賲丕賳賷丕 賱爻賳鬲賷賳 鈥� 賵賲賳 鬲噩乇亘鬲賴 賵丨賷丕鬲賴 賴賳丕賰 丕爻鬲賯賶 乇賵丕賷鬲賴 賴匕賴 -貙 毓丕丿 亘毓丿 匕賱賰 賱賷毓賱賲 丕賱兀賱賲丕賳賷丞 賮賷 丌賷丿賳 賵賯賵賳賷丞貙 丕毓鬲賯賱 亘爻亘亘 賯氐賷丿丞 丕賳鬲賯丿 賮賷賴丕 兀鬲丕鬲賵乇賰貙 賵賱賲 賷毓丿 賱爻賱賰 丕賱鬲毓賱賷賲 廿賱丕 亘毓丿賲丕 賰鬲亘 賯氐賷丿丞 兀禺乇賶 賷亘噩賱 賮賷賴丕 兀鬲丕鬲賵乇賰貙 禺丿賲 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 賮賷 丕賱噩賷卮 丨賷孬 賰鬲亘 乇賵丕賷鬲賴 (賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵) 賮賷 禺賷賲丞 兀丨丿 賲毓爻賰乇丕鬲賴貙 賵賷賯丕賱 兀賳 賷丿賴 賰爻乇鬲 賮賷 丕賱兀賷丕賲 丕賱兀賵賱賶 賮賱匕賱賰 賰丕賳 賷囟毓賴丕 賮賷 賲丕亍 丿丕賮卅 賱賷賰鬲亘貙 兀賳卮兀 賮賷賲丕 亘毓丿 氐丨賷賮丞 (賲丕乇賰賵 亘丕卮丕) 賲毓 兀丿賷亘 鬲乇賰賷丕 丕賱兀卮賴乇 (毓夭賷夭 賳賷爻賳)貙 毓丕賳賶 賲賳 丕賱丕毓鬲賯丕賱 賵丕賱鬲囟賷賷賯 賵乇賮囟 胤賱亘賴 賱賱丨氐賵賱 毓賱賶 噩賵丕夭 爻賮乇貙 賵賱賴匕丕 賯乇乇 丕賱賴乇亘 毓亘乇 丕賱丨丿賵丿 丕賱亘賱睾丕乇賷丞貙 賵賱賰賳賴 賯鬲賱 賱賱兀爻賮 賮賷 馗乇賵賮 睾丕賲囟丞 毓賱賶 賷丿 丕賱賲賴乇亘 賵丕賱匕賷 賯賷賱 兀賳賴 賲鬲毓丕賵賳 賲毓 丕賱爻賱胤丕鬲貙 賱賲 鬲賰鬲卮賮 噩孬丞 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷 廿賱丕 亘毓丿 卮賴賵乇貙 賮賷 2007 賲 丕丨鬲賮賱鬲 賲丿賷賳丞 兀丿乇賳賵 丕賱亘賱睾丕乇賷丞 亘賲乇賵乇 賲卅丞 毓丕賲 毓賱賶 賲賵賱丿 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷貙 賰賲丕 兀賳 賰鬲丕亘丕鬲賴 鬲丿乇爻 賮賷 丕賱賲丿丕乇爻 丕賱亘賱睾丕乇賷丞 賲賳匕 丕賱禺賲爻賷賳丕鬲.
鬲乇賰 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷 孬賱丕孬 乇賵丕賷丕鬲 賵賲爻乇丨賷丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賵毓丿丞 賯氐氐 賯氐賷乇丞 賵賯氐丕卅丿貙 賵賴丕 賴賷 丕賱賮乇氐丞 賱賳胤賱毓 毓賱賶 兀賴賲 賰鬲亘賴 毓賱賶 丕賱廿胤賱丕賯.
賷賲賰賳賳丕 鬲氐賳賷賮 乇賵丕賷丞 (賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵) 毓賱賶 兀賳賴丕 廿丨丿賶 乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丨亘 丕賱賲睾鬲乇亘賷賳貙 卮賷亍 賷卮亘賴 乇賵丕賷丞 (丕賱丨賷 丕賱賱丕鬲賷賳賷) 賱爻賴賷賱 廿丿乇賷爻貙 兀賵 賳賵毓丕賸 賲丕 乇賵丕賷丞 (賲賵爻賲 丕賱賴噩乇丞 廿賱賶 丕賱卮賲丕賱) 賱賱胤賷亘 氐丕賱丨貙 賷乇賯丿 賵乇丕亍 賴匕丕 丕賱賳賵毓 賲賳 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲貙 氐乇丕毓 丨囟丕乇賷 亘賷賳 丕賱卮乇賯 賵丕賱睾乇亘貙 丨賷孬 丕賱卮丕亘 丕賱卮乇賯賷 丕賱賲亘賴賵乇 亘丕賱丨囟丕乇丞 丕賱睾乇亘賷丞 賵鬲賯丿賲賴丕貙 賵丕賱禺噩賵賱 賲賳 鬲兀禺乇 丕賱卮乇賯 賵鬲禺賱賮賴貙 賷丨丕賵賱 丕賱鬲賵丕氐賱 賲毓 賴匕賴 丕賱丨囟丕乇丞 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 賮鬲丕丞 睾乇亘賷丞貙 賷丨丕賵賱 賲毓丕賱噩丞 - 賲丕 兀爻賲丕賴 噩賵乇噩 胤乇丕亘賷卮賷 - 丕賱噩乇丨 丕賱賳乇噩爻賷 鈥� 兀賳氐丨 賮賷 賴匕丕 丕賱賲噩丕賱 亘賯乇丕亍丞 賰鬲丕亘賴 丕賱乇丕卅毓 (卮乇賯 賵睾乇亘貙 乇噩賵賱丞 賵兀賳賵孬丞: 丿乇丕爻丞 賮賷 兀夭賲丞 丕賱噩賳爻 賵丕賱丨囟丕乇丞 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞)-.
胤亘毓丕賸 賱丕 鬲毓丕賳賷 乇賵丕賷丞 氐亘丕丨 丕賱丿賷賳 毓賱賷 賲賳 匕賱賰 丕賱噩乇丨 丕賱賳乇噩爻賷 丕賱賲乇毓亘貙 賮賯丿 賰鬲亘賴丕 亘毓丿 鬲丨乇賷乇 鬲乇賰賷丕 賵廿賳卮丕亍 丕賱噩賲賴賵乇賷丞 丕賱鬲乇賰賷丞貙 賮賱匕丕 賱賲 賷賰賳 賷毓丕賳賷 賲賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱丨丕賱丞 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞 丕賱睾丕卅乇丞貙 賵丕賱鬲賷 夭丕丿鬲賴丕 丕賱賴夭丕卅賲 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞 兀賲丕賲 丕賱毓丿賵 丕賱廿爻乇丕卅賷賱賷.
鬲賮鬲鬲丨 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘丕賱乇丕賵賷 賵丕賱匕賷 賷鬲毓乇賮 賮賷 毓賲賱賴 丕賱噩丿賷丿 毓賱賶 乇噩賱 賲爻丨賵賯 賷丿毓賶 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷貙 兀馗賳 兀賳 賰賱丕賸 賲賳丕 丕賱鬲賯賶 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賴 亘乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賲丕貙 廿賳賴 匕賱賰 丕賱乇噩賱 丕賱匕賷 賱丕 賷兀亘賴 賱賴 兀丨丿貙 廿賳爻丕賳 賷毓賷卮 毓賱賶 丕賱賴丕賲卮 賵賱丕 賷毓鬲乇囟 兀賵 賷乇賮毓 氐賵鬲賴貙 賴賰匕丕 賵噩丿 丕賱乇丕賵賷 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賮賷 丕賱毓賲賱 賵賮賷 丕賱賲賳夭賱貙 賵賲毓 賲乇囟 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賵丕賯鬲乇丕亘賴 賲賳 丕賱賲賵鬲 賷丨氐賱 丕賱乇丕賵賷 毓賱賶 賲匕賰乇丕鬲賴 賵丕賱鬲賷 賷氐乇 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 毓賱賶 丨乇賯賴丕貙 賵賱賰賳 丕賱乇丕賵賷 賷爻鬲賳賯匕賴丕 賱賷賯乇兀賴丕 賱賳丕.
賴賰匕丕 鬲賳賮鬲丨 賱賳丕 亘賵丕亘丕鬲 毓丕賱賲 丌禺乇貙 賷禺賱毓 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 孬賷丕亘 丕賱乇噩賱 丕賱亘丕卅爻 賱賷鬲亘丿賶 賵乇丕卅賴丕 毓丕卮賯 賰亘賷乇貙 賴賰匕丕 賳賯賮夭 賲賳 兀賳賯乇丞 丨賷孬 賷毓賷卮 賵賷毓賲賱 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 廿賱賶 亘乇賱賷賳 丨賷孬 匕賴亘 賮賷 卮亘丕亘賴 賲乇爻賱丕賸 賲賳 賵丕賱丿賴 賱賷鬲毓賱賲 兀爻乇丕乇 氐賳丕毓丞 丕賱氐丕亘賵賳貙 賵賱賰賳賴 賷賱鬲賯賷 賴賳丕賰 亘賱賵丨丞 鬲賮鬲賳賴貙 賵賲賳 孬賲 賷賱鬲賯賷 亘氐丕丨亘丞 丕賱賱賵丨丞貙 賴賰匕丕 鬲丿賵乇 賯氐丞 丕賱丨亘 賲丕 亘賷賳 丕賱賮鬲賶 丕賱鬲乇賰賷 丕賱爻丕匕噩貙 賵賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵.
鬲丨賮賱 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘丕賱賲氐丕丿賮丕鬲 丕賱鬲賷 鬲賲賷夭 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丕賱賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丞貙 賵鬲賯賱賯 兀賷 賯丕乇卅 丨丿賷孬貙 賵賱賰賳 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲賲鬲毓丞 賮賷 賲噩賲賱賴丕.
April 24, 2020
Turkish literature was brought into the spotlight in recent years, with writers like Orhan Pamuk and Elif 艦afak being known and read internationally. I prefer to look for the less popular ones, though; and, while Sabahattin Ali is well-known in his home country, his work is unfortunately not available in most international translations.
K眉rk Mantolu Madonna ("Madonna in a Fur Coat") is a short but masterly novel. It is the love story of Raif Bey, a young Turkish student in 1920's Germany, and Maria Puder, a Berliner painter. It is, by all means, a sentimental story, the classic kind, where things don't turn out well. But while many stories end similarly, I loved how it all started: him falling in love with her portrait in a gallery.
This is Sabahattin Ali's most famous novel, and I recommend it to everyone, for its beautifully constructed passages, its bitter-sweetness, its all too actual descriptions of cultural differences. A modern classic.
K眉rk Mantolu Madonna ("Madonna in a Fur Coat") is a short but masterly novel. It is the love story of Raif Bey, a young Turkish student in 1920's Germany, and Maria Puder, a Berliner painter. It is, by all means, a sentimental story, the classic kind, where things don't turn out well. But while many stories end similarly, I loved how it all started: him falling in love with her portrait in a gallery.
This is Sabahattin Ali's most famous novel, and I recommend it to everyone, for its beautifully constructed passages, its bitter-sweetness, its all too actual descriptions of cultural differences. A modern classic.
February 16, 2024
Is it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? The answer, whispered through the pages, celebrates the transformative power of love despite its inevitable end.
I suppose that is what any of us need: one single person. But what if that person wasn't really there? What if it all turned out to be a dream, a chimera, a delusion?
The book is poignant exploration of love and loss, with a narrative that delves into the complexities of relationships. The strength of the novel lies in its ability to capture the bittersweet essence of love, leaving readers with a lingering sense of melancholy. The language weaves together poignant imagery and profound reflections. The author鈥檚 ability to articulate the nuances of human connection is truly awe-inspiring by making the prose rich in sensory details, immersing the reader in a world where they can feel the warmth of love and the chill of separation.
The pain of losing something precious - be it earthly happiness or material wealth - can be forgotten over time. But our missed opportunities never leave us, and every time they come back to haunt us, we ache. Or perhaps what haunts us is that nag ging thought that things might have turned out differently. Because without that thought, we would put it down to fate and accept it.
The pacing of the novel, like a gentle dance between two entwined souls, might challenge readers looking for a swift narrative. Yet, for those willing to take their time, it unfolds a mosaic of emotions crafted with vulnerability and resilience.
I loved this book. It is a relatively lesser known literary gem which leaves an indescribable ache and warmth in equal measure. The prose is like a haunting melody that lingers, inviting readers to embrace the beauty found in both love and its inevitable farewell.
I suppose that is what any of us need: one single person. But what if that person wasn't really there? What if it all turned out to be a dream, a chimera, a delusion?
The book is poignant exploration of love and loss, with a narrative that delves into the complexities of relationships. The strength of the novel lies in its ability to capture the bittersweet essence of love, leaving readers with a lingering sense of melancholy. The language weaves together poignant imagery and profound reflections. The author鈥檚 ability to articulate the nuances of human connection is truly awe-inspiring by making the prose rich in sensory details, immersing the reader in a world where they can feel the warmth of love and the chill of separation.
The pain of losing something precious - be it earthly happiness or material wealth - can be forgotten over time. But our missed opportunities never leave us, and every time they come back to haunt us, we ache. Or perhaps what haunts us is that nag ging thought that things might have turned out differently. Because without that thought, we would put it down to fate and accept it.
The pacing of the novel, like a gentle dance between two entwined souls, might challenge readers looking for a swift narrative. Yet, for those willing to take their time, it unfolds a mosaic of emotions crafted with vulnerability and resilience.
I loved this book. It is a relatively lesser known literary gem which leaves an indescribable ache and warmth in equal measure. The prose is like a haunting melody that lingers, inviting readers to embrace the beauty found in both love and its inevitable farewell.
April 2, 2025
猸愶笍猸愶笍猸愶笍猸愶笍.5
This was the definition of yearning (for life and love) mixed with a good (painful) amount of melancholy!!! would highly highly recommend I'll be thinking about this one for a LONG time
"this was how life should be lived, attuned to nature, its every flutter and sway, while time moves inexorably forward. rejoicing in every moment, finding a lifetime in each and every one, in the knowledge that these moments were revealing themselves to me as no other."
This was the definition of yearning (for life and love) mixed with a good (painful) amount of melancholy!!! would highly highly recommend I'll be thinking about this one for a LONG time
"this was how life should be lived, attuned to nature, its every flutter and sway, while time moves inexorably forward. rejoicing in every moment, finding a lifetime in each and every one, in the knowledge that these moments were revealing themselves to me as no other."
March 3, 2025
I don't know how to feel about this book... it explains the life of a man who purposefully wastes it because he felt once but never really understood who he loved... I feel he was in love with the idea of her....so then... did he ever really love her?
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
August 10, 2017
乇噩賱 賱丕 賷孬賯 亘賳賮爻賴 賵丕賲乇兀丞 卮丿賷丿丞 丕賱孬賯丞 亘賳賮爻賴丕 賷噩賲毓 亘賷賳賴賲丕 毓丿賲 孬賯鬲賴賲丕 亘丕賱丌禺乇賷賳 .. 賵丕賱丨亘. 乇賵丕賷丞 噩賲賷賱丞 鬲毓賷丿 丕賱孬賯丞 賮賷 賯氐氐 丕賱丨亘賾 丕賱賳亘賷賱丞
June 3, 2019
4 and a half stars.
This is a tricky one to review. It's not a new story (it was originally written in the 40s), nor is it especially original: I think star-crossed lovers must be the oldest story in the world. But this one is written with such melancholy, longing, introspection and quiet passion that it turned out to be unlike any story of love lost I have read before.
A quiet, very lonely young man from Turkey goes to Berlin in the late 1920s, in order to study so he can eventually take over his father's business back in his home country. One day, he walks into a gallery and becomes fascinated with a painting called "Madonna in a Fur Coat", a self-portrait of an artist named Maria. He goes to see the painting every day, piquing the artist's curiosity as to whom could be so admiring of her work, and she goes to sit next to him in the gallery.
Both characters are adrift in their lives, searching for something that would make their strange existence worth living, but neither knows what that could be, or how to deal with it when it finally lands in their lives. The story of their few weeks, the many missed opportunities, and of the inevitable tragic d茅noument is told so poignantly, with such deep regret that it's impossible not to be moved and frustrated by it. Even if I knew how this would end, I kept hoping that the next page would prove me wrong, and that once these two lonely souls had found each other, they wouldn't be torn apart.
A short, deeply affecting read. I know its a translation, but it is gorgeously written, and will leave heartbreaking sepia images in your head when you flip the final page.
This is a tricky one to review. It's not a new story (it was originally written in the 40s), nor is it especially original: I think star-crossed lovers must be the oldest story in the world. But this one is written with such melancholy, longing, introspection and quiet passion that it turned out to be unlike any story of love lost I have read before.
A quiet, very lonely young man from Turkey goes to Berlin in the late 1920s, in order to study so he can eventually take over his father's business back in his home country. One day, he walks into a gallery and becomes fascinated with a painting called "Madonna in a Fur Coat", a self-portrait of an artist named Maria. He goes to see the painting every day, piquing the artist's curiosity as to whom could be so admiring of her work, and she goes to sit next to him in the gallery.
Both characters are adrift in their lives, searching for something that would make their strange existence worth living, but neither knows what that could be, or how to deal with it when it finally lands in their lives. The story of their few weeks, the many missed opportunities, and of the inevitable tragic d茅noument is told so poignantly, with such deep regret that it's impossible not to be moved and frustrated by it. Even if I knew how this would end, I kept hoping that the next page would prove me wrong, and that once these two lonely souls had found each other, they wouldn't be torn apart.
A short, deeply affecting read. I know its a translation, but it is gorgeously written, and will leave heartbreaking sepia images in your head when you flip the final page.
March 5, 2017
兀賷賸丕 賰丕賳 丕賱賱賷 乇卮丨賱賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丿賷貙 賵兀賷賳賲丕 賵購噩丿貙 賴噩賷亘賴 賲賳 賯賮丕賴 賵賴夭毓賱賴 噩丕賲丿.
March 2, 2025
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December 27, 2024
賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵.. 乇賵丕賷丞 乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞 賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丞 賲賳 丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱鬲乇賰賷.. 賵兀賳丕 賰賱賲丕 賯乇兀鬲 賰賱賲丞 "乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞" 鬲丨爻爻鬲 賲爻丿爻賷! 賱賰賳賷 賵噩丿鬲 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 鬲禺鬲賱賮!
賮賷賲 鬲禺鬲賱賮責
丕禺鬲賱丕賮賴丕 賷賰賲賳 賮賷 兀賳 賰賱 卮毓賵乇 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賯丿 賵購氐賮 亘丿賯丞 賵亘乇丕毓丞 賲賳賯胤毓丞 丕賱賳馗賷乇! 丨鬲賶 廿賳 賰賳鬲 鬲毓鬲賯丿 兀賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱賯氐丞 丕賱乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞 丕賱鬲賯賱賷丿賷丞 賱丕 鬲爻鬲賴賵賷賰 賵賱丕 鬲噩匕亘賰貙 丨鬲賲賸丕 爻鬲噩丿 賳賮爻賰 兀賲丕賲 兀丨丿 丕賯鬲亘丕爻丕鬲 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 鬲賯賵賱 "丿丕 丨乇賮賷賸丕 兀賳丕" !
賵廿賳 賱賲 鬲賰賳 賴匕賴 賲鬲毓丞 丕賱兀丿亘貙 賮賲丕匕丕 鬲賰賵賳責
鈥澵Ｙ勝� 賷賰賳 兀丨丿 兀爻亘丕亘 丕亘鬲毓丕丿賷 毓賳 賲丨賷胤賷 賵鬲賵丨卮賷 賴賵 毓丿賲 廿賷噩丕丿賷 賱賱卮禺氐賷丕鬲 丕賱鬲賷 鬲毓乇賮鬲 毓賱賷賴丕 賮賷 丕賱賰鬲亘 賵鬲賯賲氐賴丕責鈥�
乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 "丕賱丌禺乇".. 匕賱賰 丕賱丨亘 丕賱匕賷 賳亘丨孬 毓賳賴 賵賳鬲胤賱毓 賱鬲賱賰 丕賱毓賱丕賯丞 丕賱噩賲賷賱丞 丕賱鬲賷 賷氐賮賴丕 兀賲賱 丿賳賯賱 "兀乇賷丿 毓賱丕賯丞 兀賰賵賳 賮賷賴丕 賰賲丕 賱賵 賰賳鬲 噩丕賱爻賸丕 賲毓 賳賮爻賷 賮賷 睾乇賮丞 賲睾賱賯丞."
鈥澷呚� 毓乇賮鬲 賳賮爻賷貙 賵兀賳丕 兀賯囟賷 賲賳 丿賵賳 兀賳 兀丿乇賰 兀賵 兀毓鬲乇賮 賱賳賮爻賷貙 賰賱 兀賷丕賲 毓賲乇賷 亘丨孬賸丕 毓賳 廿賳爻丕賳 亘毓賷賳賴貙 賵賱匕賱賰 賰賳鬲 兀賴乇亘 賲賳 丕賱賳丕爻 丕賱丌禺乇賷賳. 鬲賱賰 丕賱賱賵丨丞 噩毓賱鬲賳賷 兀丐賲賳 亘廿賲賰丕賳賷丞 毓孬賵乇賷 毓賱賶 賴匕丕 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳貙 賵亘兀賳賳賷 賯乇賷亘 賲賳賴 噩丿賸丕貙 賵兀賷賯馗鬲 賮賷 丿丕禺賱賷 兀賲賱賸丕 賱丕 賷賲賰賳 廿禺賲丕丿賴.鈥�
賵賴賷 兀賷囟賸丕 乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 丕賱賵丨丿丞 賵丕賱賷兀爻 賵丕賱匕賰乇賷丕鬲 賵丕賱賮乇氐 丕賱囟丕卅毓丞 賵丕賱賳丿賲.. 賴賷 乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 賰賱 卮毓賵乇 賯賵賷 賵氐丕丿賯 賵丨賯賷賯賷 卮毓乇鬲 亘賴 賷賵賲賸丕 賵賱賲 鬲爻鬲胤毓 賵氐賮賴.
鈥澷冐з� 賮賷 丿丕禺賱賷 賮乇丕睾 丿賵賳 兀賳 賷賲賱兀賴 兀丨丿貙 賵賰賳鬲 兀丨爻 亘賴匕丕 丕賱賮乇丕睾 賵賴賵 賷爻丨賯賳賷 賮毓賱賷賸丕. 卮賷亍 賲丕 賰丕賳 賳丕賯氐賸丕貙 賱賰賳 賲丕 賴賵責 賰賳鬲 賰廿賳爻丕賳 賲賴賲賵賲 賷卮毓乇 亘兀賳賴 賳爻賷 卮賷卅賸丕 亘毓丿 兀賳 禺乇噩 賲賳 亘賷鬲賴 賱賰賳 賱丕 賷毓乇賮 賲丕 賴賵. 賷鬲賵賯賮貙 賷賯賱亘 噩賷賵亘賴貙 孬賲 賷賰賲賱 賲卮賷賴 亘毓丿 兀賳 賮賯丿 丕賱兀賲賱 賮賷 賲毓乇賮丞 賲丕 賮賯丿.鈥�
賵兀禺賷乇賸丕貙 丕賱賱賵丨丞 毓賱賶 丕賱睾賱丕賮 鬲丨賮丞! 賲胤丕亘賯丞 賱賱賵氐賮 丕賱賲匕賰賵乇 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 鬲賲丕賲賸丕貙 賵賯丕丿賳賷 賮囟賵賱賷 賱賱亘丨孬 毓賳 氐丕丨亘賴丕貙 賵毓賳 賲丕 廿匕丕 賰丕賳鬲 賱賵丨丞 丨賯賷賯賷丞 賮毓賱賸丕 賱賰賳賷 -賱賱兀爻賮- 賱賲 兀鬲賵氐賱 賱賲毓賱賵賲丞 賲賮賷丿丞.
丨賯賸丕 賱賲爻鬲 賯賱亘賷 鬲賱賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞貙 賵乇亘賲丕 賷鬲睾賷乇 乇兀賷賷 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丕賱乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞 賰賰賱貙 賮賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 賲賰鬲賵亘丞 亘賴匕賴 丕賱毓匕賵亘丞 賮兀毓鬲賯丿 兀賳賳賷 賷賮賵鬲賳賷 丕賱賰孬賷乇!
賮賷賲 鬲禺鬲賱賮責
丕禺鬲賱丕賮賴丕 賷賰賲賳 賮賷 兀賳 賰賱 卮毓賵乇 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賯丿 賵購氐賮 亘丿賯丞 賵亘乇丕毓丞 賲賳賯胤毓丞 丕賱賳馗賷乇! 丨鬲賶 廿賳 賰賳鬲 鬲毓鬲賯丿 兀賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱賯氐丞 丕賱乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞 丕賱鬲賯賱賷丿賷丞 賱丕 鬲爻鬲賴賵賷賰 賵賱丕 鬲噩匕亘賰貙 丨鬲賲賸丕 爻鬲噩丿 賳賮爻賰 兀賲丕賲 兀丨丿 丕賯鬲亘丕爻丕鬲 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 鬲賯賵賱 "丿丕 丨乇賮賷賸丕 兀賳丕" !
賵廿賳 賱賲 鬲賰賳 賴匕賴 賲鬲毓丞 丕賱兀丿亘貙 賮賲丕匕丕 鬲賰賵賳責
鈥澵Ｙ勝� 賷賰賳 兀丨丿 兀爻亘丕亘 丕亘鬲毓丕丿賷 毓賳 賲丨賷胤賷 賵鬲賵丨卮賷 賴賵 毓丿賲 廿賷噩丕丿賷 賱賱卮禺氐賷丕鬲 丕賱鬲賷 鬲毓乇賮鬲 毓賱賷賴丕 賮賷 丕賱賰鬲亘 賵鬲賯賲氐賴丕責鈥�
乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 "丕賱丌禺乇".. 匕賱賰 丕賱丨亘 丕賱匕賷 賳亘丨孬 毓賳賴 賵賳鬲胤賱毓 賱鬲賱賰 丕賱毓賱丕賯丞 丕賱噩賲賷賱丞 丕賱鬲賷 賷氐賮賴丕 兀賲賱 丿賳賯賱 "兀乇賷丿 毓賱丕賯丞 兀賰賵賳 賮賷賴丕 賰賲丕 賱賵 賰賳鬲 噩丕賱爻賸丕 賲毓 賳賮爻賷 賮賷 睾乇賮丞 賲睾賱賯丞."
鈥澷呚� 毓乇賮鬲 賳賮爻賷貙 賵兀賳丕 兀賯囟賷 賲賳 丿賵賳 兀賳 兀丿乇賰 兀賵 兀毓鬲乇賮 賱賳賮爻賷貙 賰賱 兀賷丕賲 毓賲乇賷 亘丨孬賸丕 毓賳 廿賳爻丕賳 亘毓賷賳賴貙 賵賱匕賱賰 賰賳鬲 兀賴乇亘 賲賳 丕賱賳丕爻 丕賱丌禺乇賷賳. 鬲賱賰 丕賱賱賵丨丞 噩毓賱鬲賳賷 兀丐賲賳 亘廿賲賰丕賳賷丞 毓孬賵乇賷 毓賱賶 賴匕丕 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳貙 賵亘兀賳賳賷 賯乇賷亘 賲賳賴 噩丿賸丕貙 賵兀賷賯馗鬲 賮賷 丿丕禺賱賷 兀賲賱賸丕 賱丕 賷賲賰賳 廿禺賲丕丿賴.鈥�
賵賴賷 兀賷囟賸丕 乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 丕賱賵丨丿丞 賵丕賱賷兀爻 賵丕賱匕賰乇賷丕鬲 賵丕賱賮乇氐 丕賱囟丕卅毓丞 賵丕賱賳丿賲.. 賴賷 乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 賰賱 卮毓賵乇 賯賵賷 賵氐丕丿賯 賵丨賯賷賯賷 卮毓乇鬲 亘賴 賷賵賲賸丕 賵賱賲 鬲爻鬲胤毓 賵氐賮賴.
鈥澷冐з� 賮賷 丿丕禺賱賷 賮乇丕睾 丿賵賳 兀賳 賷賲賱兀賴 兀丨丿貙 賵賰賳鬲 兀丨爻 亘賴匕丕 丕賱賮乇丕睾 賵賴賵 賷爻丨賯賳賷 賮毓賱賷賸丕. 卮賷亍 賲丕 賰丕賳 賳丕賯氐賸丕貙 賱賰賳 賲丕 賴賵責 賰賳鬲 賰廿賳爻丕賳 賲賴賲賵賲 賷卮毓乇 亘兀賳賴 賳爻賷 卮賷卅賸丕 亘毓丿 兀賳 禺乇噩 賲賳 亘賷鬲賴 賱賰賳 賱丕 賷毓乇賮 賲丕 賴賵. 賷鬲賵賯賮貙 賷賯賱亘 噩賷賵亘賴貙 孬賲 賷賰賲賱 賲卮賷賴 亘毓丿 兀賳 賮賯丿 丕賱兀賲賱 賮賷 賲毓乇賮丞 賲丕 賮賯丿.鈥�
賵兀禺賷乇賸丕貙 丕賱賱賵丨丞 毓賱賶 丕賱睾賱丕賮 鬲丨賮丞! 賲胤丕亘賯丞 賱賱賵氐賮 丕賱賲匕賰賵乇 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 鬲賲丕賲賸丕貙 賵賯丕丿賳賷 賮囟賵賱賷 賱賱亘丨孬 毓賳 氐丕丨亘賴丕貙 賵毓賳 賲丕 廿匕丕 賰丕賳鬲 賱賵丨丞 丨賯賷賯賷丞 賮毓賱賸丕 賱賰賳賷 -賱賱兀爻賮- 賱賲 兀鬲賵氐賱 賱賲毓賱賵賲丞 賲賮賷丿丞.
丨賯賸丕 賱賲爻鬲 賯賱亘賷 鬲賱賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞貙 賵乇亘賲丕 賷鬲睾賷乇 乇兀賷賷 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丕賱乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞 賰賰賱貙 賮賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 賲賰鬲賵亘丞 亘賴匕賴 丕賱毓匕賵亘丞 賮兀毓鬲賯丿 兀賳賳賷 賷賮賵鬲賳賷 丕賱賰孬賷乇!
February 9, 2017
賮賷 丕賱丨亘貨 賱丕 卮賷亍 賷毓亘乇 毓賳 賵噩賴丞 賳馗乇賷 亘賰賱 丿賯丞 賰鬲賱賰 丕賱噩賲賱丞 丕賱鬲賷 賯丕賱鬲賴丕 賲賷賱賷賳丕 賱賰丕賮賰丕 賮賷 兀丨丿賶 乇爻丕卅賱賴賲丕 "賵廿賳 賰賳鬲 賲噩乇丿 噩孬丞 賮賷 丕賱毓丕賱賲 賮兀賳丕 兀丨亘賰" 賵亘睾囟 丕賱胤乇賮 毓賳 賯丕卅賱賴丕 賵賲鬲賱賯賷賴丕 賵毓賳 賯氐鬲賴賲丕 賲毓賸丕貙 賵亘睾囟 丕賱胤乇賮 毓賳 鬲丨賵賱 鬲賱賰 丕賱噩賲賱丞 賲丐禺乇賸丕 廿賱賶 兀丨丿賶 丕賱鬲乇賷賳丿丕鬲 賰丕賱賲毓鬲丕丿貙 賵亘睾囟 丕賱胤乇賮 毓賳 賰賱 卮賷亍 毓丿丕 毓賲賯 鬲賱賰 丕賱噩賲賱丞 賮廿賳賴丕 鬲毓亘乇 鬲賲丕賲賸丕 亘賱丕 夭賷丕丿丞 賵賱丕 賳賯氐丕賳 毓賳 賲賮賴賵賲 丕賱丨亘 賱丿賷賾.
賷購賯丕賱 廿賳賰 丨賷賳 鬲丨亘 賱丕 鬲乇賶 廿賱丕 賲夭丕賷丕 賲賳 鬲丨亘貙 鬲賱賰 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 丕賱賱丕賲毓丞 賵丕賱亘乇丕賯丞 亘賴 丕賱鬲賷 鬲噩匕亘賰 廿賱賷賴 賰丕賱賲睾賳丕胤賷爻貙 鬲鬲兀賲賱賴丕貙 鬲鬲卮亘毓賴丕貙 丨鬲賶 兀賳賰 鬲賵丿 賱賵 鬲丨賮乇賴丕 丿丕禺賱賰 賵賴賳丕賰 賵噩賴丞 賳馗乇 兀禺乇賶 兀賰孬乇 賲孬丕賱賷丞 鬲賯賵賱 兀賳賴 丨鬲賶 鬲賱賰 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 丕賱賯亘賷丨丞 賮賷 丕賱丨亘賷亘貙 毓賷賵亘賴 賰亘卮乇賷賾貙 賷乇丕賴丕 丕賱賲丨亘 賲夭丕賷丕 丨鬲賶 賵廿賳 賰丕賳鬲 賴賷 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 毓賷賳賴丕 丕賱鬲賷 賷亘睾囟賴丕 賮賷 丕賱爻丕亘賯 丌賱丕賮 丕賱賲乇丕鬲.
賴賱 賱賴匕丕 賷購賯丕賱 兀賳 丕賱丨亘 兀毓賲賶責 賵賴賱 賱賲孬賱 賴匕丕 丕賱丨亘 兀賳 賷丿賵賲責 賲丕匕丕 廿匕丕 毓丕丿 賱兀丨丿賴賲丕 亘氐乇賴責
賮賷 乇兀賷賷 丕賱丨亘 丕賱匕賷 賷丿賵賲 丨賯賸丕 賴賵 匕賱賰 丕賱匕賷 賷鬲毓乇賶 賮賷賴 賰賱 胤乇賮 賵賷鬲噩乇丿 毓賳 毓賷賵亘賴貙 賴匕丕 賷鬲胤賱亘 孬賯丞 兀毓賲賯貙 噩乇兀丞 兀毓賲賯 賵亘丕賱鬲丕賱賷 賲丨亘丞 兀毓賲賯!
賴賱 賴匕丕 賰賱 賲丕 賮賷 丕賱兀賲乇責 賱丕 賱賷爻 賮賯胤 丕馗賴丕乇 丕賱毓賷賵亘 賵賱丕 丨鬲賶 鬲賯亘賱賴丕 賵丕賱乇囟丕 亘賴丕 毓賱賶 賲囟囟 亘賲丕 賷爻賲賶 爻禺丕賮丞 丕賱鬲囟丨賷丞貙 賵賰兀賳賳丕 賱丕 賳賲賱賰 賳丨賳 兀賷囟賸丕 毓賷賵亘賸丕 賷賰賱賮 丕賱胤乇賮 丕賱丌禺乇 賳賮爻賴 毓賳丕亍 鬲賯亘賱賴丕 兀賷囟賸丕 亘賱 丕賱丨丕賱丞 丕賱兀爻賲賶 賴賷 鬲賱賰 丕賱鬲賷 鬲乇賶 毓賷賵亘 賲賳 鬲丨亘 賮賷賴丕 賵鬲鬲賯亘賱賴丕 賰噩夭亍 兀氐賷賱 賲賳賴貙 賲賳 卮禺氐賷鬲賴 賵賵噩賵丿賴 丿賵賳 兀賳 鬲賯賵賲 亘鬲睾賷賷乇賴 賵廿毓丕丿丞 鬲氐賱賷丨賴 賲賳 噩丿賷丿 賵賰兀賳賳丕 丌賱賴丞 鬲賯賵賲 亘賳丨鬲 賵鬲乇賲賷賲 禺賱賯 丌賱賴丞 兀禺乇賶 賮賯胤 賱兀賳 匕賱賰 丕賱禺賱賯 賱丕 賷毓噩亘賴丕!
賴賱 賱賴匕丕 兀丨亘亘鬲 賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵責 亘丕賱胤亘毓貨 賮賰賱丕 丕賱亘胤賱賷賳 賴丕 賴賳丕 賷丿乇賰 毓賷賵亘 丕賱丌禺乇貨 賰賱丕賴賲丕 賰丕賳 賷丿乇賰 兀賳賴 乇亘賲丕 爻賷毓丕賳賷 賲毓 丕賱丌禺乇 賮賴賵 賷丿乇賰 鬲賲丕賲賸丕 賰賲 賴賷 鬲丕賱賮丞貙 賲賳賴賰丞貙 賵乇亘賲丕 賱賳 鬲爻鬲胤賷毓 兀賳 鬲亘匕賱 噩賴丿賸丕 賰亘賷乇賸丕 賮賷 丕賱丨亘 賵賴賷 賰丕賳鬲 鬲丿乇賰 賴卮丕卮鬲賴貙 鬲賵丨丿賴 賲毓 匕丕鬲賴貙 賰丕賳鬲 鬲禺亘乇賴 丿賵賲賸丕 兀賳賴 賷卮亘賴 丕賱賮鬲賷丕鬲 賴賰匕丕 賵賰兀賳 丕賱兀賲乇 賱丕 賷爻鬲丨賯 兀賳 鬲鬲賵賯賮 毓賳丿賴 賰孬賷乇賸丕 賵賴匕丕 賴賵 鬲賲丕賲賸丕 鈥撡佡� 乇兀賷賷- 噩賵賴乇 噩賲賱丞 賲賷賱賷賳丕貨 賵廿賳 賰賳鬲 賲噩乇丿 噩孬丞 賮賷 丕賱毓丕賱賲 賮兀賳丕-賱丕 賷賴賲賳賷 賱兀賳賳賷- 兀丨亘賰.
賴賰匕丕 兀賮賴賲 賴匕賴 丕賱噩賲賱丞 賰賱賲丕 賯乇兀鬲賴丕!
賴賱 賴匕丕 賮賯胤 賴賵 賲丕 噩毓賱賳賷 兀丨亘亘鬲 賯氐丞 賲丕丿賵賳丕 賵匕賱賰 丕賱賮鬲賶 丕賱鬲乇賰賷責 賱丕貨 賮亘毓賷丿賸丕 毓賳 孬乇孬乇鬲賷 丕賱禺丕氐丞 亘丕賱毓賷賵亘 賵賲丕 廿賱賶 匕賱賰 (賮賴匕賴 賱丕 鬲毓丿賵 賰賵賳賴丕 兀丨丿賶 鬲丨賱賷賱丕鬲賷/卮胤丨丕鬲賷 丕賱爻禺賷賮丞 丨賷賳 丕賯乇兀 毓賲賱丕賸 賲丕 賵兀賳睾賲爻 賮賷賴) 賱賰賳賳賶 兀丨亘亘鬲賴丕 賱匕丕鬲賴丕貙 賱禺賮鬲賴丕貨 兀丨亘 賯氐氐 丕賱丨亘 丕賱乇卮賷賯丞貨 鬲賱賰 丕賱鬲賷 賱丕 鬲亘匕賱 噩賴丿賸丕 賰亘賷乇賸丕 賰賷 鬲亘乇賴賳 毓賳 賵噩賵丿賴丕 賵丨囟賵乇賴丕貙 毓賳 鬲賮乇丿賴丕貨 亘賱丕 廿賮乇丕胤 賷賮賯丿賴丕 乇賵賲丕賳爻賷鬲賴丕 賵賷丨賵賱賴丕 廿賱賶 卮賷亍 賱夭噩貙 賵賱丕 亘毓賯賱丕賳賷丞 夭丕卅丿丞 鬲丨賵賱賴丕 賲賳 卮賷亍 賰賱丕爻賷賰賷 賳丕毓賲 廿賱賶 噩賲賵丿 賱丕 賷卮亘賴 賯氐氐 丕賱丨亘 兀亘丿賸丕.
丨賷賳 鬲兀鬲賷 賮賰乇丞 丕賱丨亘 廿賱賶 匕賴賳賷 兀鬲禺賷賱 兀賰賵丕亘 賰孬賷乇丞 賲賳 丕賱賯賴賵丞貙 丿禺丕賳 爻噩丕卅乇 賵孬乇孬乇丞 賱丕 鬲賳鬲賴賷 毓賳 丕賱賰購鬲亘 賵丕賱賰鬲丕亘丞 賵賰賱 賲丕 賷卮亘賴賴賲丕貨 兀丨賷丕賳賸丕 兀禺乇賶 兀鬲禺賷賱賴 賲賯胤賵毓丞 賲賵爻賷賯賷丞 卮丕毓乇賷丞 賷氐丕丨亘賴丕 丨丿賷孬 賲丨賲賵賲 毓賳 丕賱兀賮賱丕賲貨 賵兀丨賷丕賳賸丕 兀禺乇賶 兀鬲禺賷賱賴 賱賵丨丞 賮賳賷丞 賱丕 賷賮賴賲賴丕 兀丨丿 賵賱丕 丨鬲賶 丕賱乇爻丕賲 賷賯賮 兀賲丕賲賴丕 丕孬賳賷賳 亘氐賲鬲貨 賮賷 賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵 賰丕賳鬲 賯氐鬲賴賲丕 鬲卮亘賴 賰孬賷乇賸丕 鬲禺賷賱賷 丕賱孬丕賱孬貨 賵廿賳 賰丕賳 亘亘毓囟 丕賱兀禺鬲賱丕賮丕鬲 丕賱胤賮賷賮丞 賵亘毓囟 丕賱兀囟丕賮丕鬲 丕賱鬲賷 鬲賲孬賱 丕賱丨亘 丕賱賯丿賷賲 丌賳匕丕賰 賰賷賮 賰丕賳 氐毓亘賸丕貙 賰賷賮 賰丕賳 毓夭賷夭賸丕貙 賵賰賷賮 賰丕賳 匕賱賰 賷夭賷丿 賲賳 鬲賮乇丿賴 賵鬲賵賴噩賴 毓賰爻 賲丕 賴賵 賲鬲賵賯毓 鬲賲丕賲賸丕.
丨賷賳 兀賳鬲賴賷鬲 賲賳賴丕 乇賮毓鬲 乇兀爻賷 亘丨賷乇丞貙 賵鬲爻丕亍賱鬲貨 賱賲丕 賱賲 賷毓丿 丕賱丨亘 賮賷 噩賷賱賳丕 亘賲孬賱 賴匕丕 丕賱噩賲丕賱 賵丕賱卮丕毓乇賷丞責
丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲賲鬲毓丞貙 賰賳鬲 兀卮毓乇 賵兀賳丕 丕賯乇兀 丕賱噩夭亍 丕賱兀賵賱 賲賳賴丕 賵賰兀賳賳賷 亘丿丕禺賱 兀丨丿賶 乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丿賵爻鬲賵賷賮爻賰賷 亘卮禺賵氐賴丕 丕賱賰孬賷乇丞 賵丕賱賲鬲卮毓亘丞 賵賮賷 丕賱噩夭亍 丕賱孬丕賳賷 賰賳鬲 兀卮毓乇 賵賰兀賳賳賷 賮賷 兀丨丿賶 乇賵丕賷丕鬲 睾賷賵賲 賲賷爻賵 丕賱乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞 賵乇賵丕賷丕鬲 賰賵賳丿賷乇丕 丕賱鬲賷 鬲賲夭噩 亘賷賳 丕賱賮賱爻賮丞 賵丕賱丨亘貨 丕賱賮丕乇賯 賴丕 賴賳丕 賴賵 兀賳 賮賱爻賮丞 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘爻賷胤丞 賵禺賮賷賮丞 賰賲丕 兀爻賱賵亘 賰丕鬲亘賴丕.
鬲賲賳賷鬲 賱賵 兀賳賴 丨賷賳 毓丕丿 廿賱賶 丕賱噩夭亍 丕賱兀賵賱 賲乇丞 孬丕賳賷丞 賮賷 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 賰丕賳 丨丕賵賱 丕爻鬲賰賲丕賱賴 亘卮賰賱 兀毓賲賯貙 亘胤乇賷賯丞 賷鬲毓乇囟 賲毓賴丕 賱賰賱 卮禺氐賷丞 賲賳 卮禺氐賷丕鬲 鬲賱賰 丕賱毓丕卅賱丞 丕賱賰亘賷乇丞 賵賲氐賷乇 賰賱 賲賳賴賲 亘毓丿 鬲丨賵賱 丕賱兀丨丿丕孬.
賵丿丿鬲 賱賵 賰丕賳 兀爻鬲睾賱 賰丕鬲亘賴丕 睾夭丕乇丞 賲丕丿鬲賴 賮賷 禺賱賯 賲夭賷丿 賲賳 丕賱氐賮丨丕鬲/丕賱丨賷賵丕鬲 丕賱兀禺乇賶
賱賰賳賴丕 賵賮賷 賰賱 丕賱兀丨賵丕賱 鬲馗賱 乇賵丕賷丞 賲賲鬲毓丞 賵賱胤賷賮丞.
鬲賲賾鬲
賷購賯丕賱 廿賳賰 丨賷賳 鬲丨亘 賱丕 鬲乇賶 廿賱丕 賲夭丕賷丕 賲賳 鬲丨亘貙 鬲賱賰 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 丕賱賱丕賲毓丞 賵丕賱亘乇丕賯丞 亘賴 丕賱鬲賷 鬲噩匕亘賰 廿賱賷賴 賰丕賱賲睾賳丕胤賷爻貙 鬲鬲兀賲賱賴丕貙 鬲鬲卮亘毓賴丕貙 丨鬲賶 兀賳賰 鬲賵丿 賱賵 鬲丨賮乇賴丕 丿丕禺賱賰 賵賴賳丕賰 賵噩賴丞 賳馗乇 兀禺乇賶 兀賰孬乇 賲孬丕賱賷丞 鬲賯賵賱 兀賳賴 丨鬲賶 鬲賱賰 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 丕賱賯亘賷丨丞 賮賷 丕賱丨亘賷亘貙 毓賷賵亘賴 賰亘卮乇賷賾貙 賷乇丕賴丕 丕賱賲丨亘 賲夭丕賷丕 丨鬲賶 賵廿賳 賰丕賳鬲 賴賷 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 毓賷賳賴丕 丕賱鬲賷 賷亘睾囟賴丕 賮賷 丕賱爻丕亘賯 丌賱丕賮 丕賱賲乇丕鬲.
賴賱 賱賴匕丕 賷購賯丕賱 兀賳 丕賱丨亘 兀毓賲賶責 賵賴賱 賱賲孬賱 賴匕丕 丕賱丨亘 兀賳 賷丿賵賲責 賲丕匕丕 廿匕丕 毓丕丿 賱兀丨丿賴賲丕 亘氐乇賴責
賮賷 乇兀賷賷 丕賱丨亘 丕賱匕賷 賷丿賵賲 丨賯賸丕 賴賵 匕賱賰 丕賱匕賷 賷鬲毓乇賶 賮賷賴 賰賱 胤乇賮 賵賷鬲噩乇丿 毓賳 毓賷賵亘賴貙 賴匕丕 賷鬲胤賱亘 孬賯丞 兀毓賲賯貙 噩乇兀丞 兀毓賲賯 賵亘丕賱鬲丕賱賷 賲丨亘丞 兀毓賲賯!
賴賱 賴匕丕 賰賱 賲丕 賮賷 丕賱兀賲乇責 賱丕 賱賷爻 賮賯胤 丕馗賴丕乇 丕賱毓賷賵亘 賵賱丕 丨鬲賶 鬲賯亘賱賴丕 賵丕賱乇囟丕 亘賴丕 毓賱賶 賲囟囟 亘賲丕 賷爻賲賶 爻禺丕賮丞 丕賱鬲囟丨賷丞貙 賵賰兀賳賳丕 賱丕 賳賲賱賰 賳丨賳 兀賷囟賸丕 毓賷賵亘賸丕 賷賰賱賮 丕賱胤乇賮 丕賱丌禺乇 賳賮爻賴 毓賳丕亍 鬲賯亘賱賴丕 兀賷囟賸丕 亘賱 丕賱丨丕賱丞 丕賱兀爻賲賶 賴賷 鬲賱賰 丕賱鬲賷 鬲乇賶 毓賷賵亘 賲賳 鬲丨亘 賮賷賴丕 賵鬲鬲賯亘賱賴丕 賰噩夭亍 兀氐賷賱 賲賳賴貙 賲賳 卮禺氐賷鬲賴 賵賵噩賵丿賴 丿賵賳 兀賳 鬲賯賵賲 亘鬲睾賷賷乇賴 賵廿毓丕丿丞 鬲氐賱賷丨賴 賲賳 噩丿賷丿 賵賰兀賳賳丕 丌賱賴丞 鬲賯賵賲 亘賳丨鬲 賵鬲乇賲賷賲 禺賱賯 丌賱賴丞 兀禺乇賶 賮賯胤 賱兀賳 匕賱賰 丕賱禺賱賯 賱丕 賷毓噩亘賴丕!
賴賱 賱賴匕丕 兀丨亘亘鬲 賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵責 亘丕賱胤亘毓貨 賮賰賱丕 丕賱亘胤賱賷賳 賴丕 賴賳丕 賷丿乇賰 毓賷賵亘 丕賱丌禺乇貨 賰賱丕賴賲丕 賰丕賳 賷丿乇賰 兀賳賴 乇亘賲丕 爻賷毓丕賳賷 賲毓 丕賱丌禺乇 賮賴賵 賷丿乇賰 鬲賲丕賲賸丕 賰賲 賴賷 鬲丕賱賮丞貙 賲賳賴賰丞貙 賵乇亘賲丕 賱賳 鬲爻鬲胤賷毓 兀賳 鬲亘匕賱 噩賴丿賸丕 賰亘賷乇賸丕 賮賷 丕賱丨亘 賵賴賷 賰丕賳鬲 鬲丿乇賰 賴卮丕卮鬲賴貙 鬲賵丨丿賴 賲毓 匕丕鬲賴貙 賰丕賳鬲 鬲禺亘乇賴 丿賵賲賸丕 兀賳賴 賷卮亘賴 丕賱賮鬲賷丕鬲 賴賰匕丕 賵賰兀賳 丕賱兀賲乇 賱丕 賷爻鬲丨賯 兀賳 鬲鬲賵賯賮 毓賳丿賴 賰孬賷乇賸丕 賵賴匕丕 賴賵 鬲賲丕賲賸丕 鈥撡佡� 乇兀賷賷- 噩賵賴乇 噩賲賱丞 賲賷賱賷賳丕貨 賵廿賳 賰賳鬲 賲噩乇丿 噩孬丞 賮賷 丕賱毓丕賱賲 賮兀賳丕-賱丕 賷賴賲賳賷 賱兀賳賳賷- 兀丨亘賰.
賴賰匕丕 兀賮賴賲 賴匕賴 丕賱噩賲賱丞 賰賱賲丕 賯乇兀鬲賴丕!
賴賱 賴匕丕 賮賯胤 賴賵 賲丕 噩毓賱賳賷 兀丨亘亘鬲 賯氐丞 賲丕丿賵賳丕 賵匕賱賰 丕賱賮鬲賶 丕賱鬲乇賰賷責 賱丕貨 賮亘毓賷丿賸丕 毓賳 孬乇孬乇鬲賷 丕賱禺丕氐丞 亘丕賱毓賷賵亘 賵賲丕 廿賱賶 匕賱賰 (賮賴匕賴 賱丕 鬲毓丿賵 賰賵賳賴丕 兀丨丿賶 鬲丨賱賷賱丕鬲賷/卮胤丨丕鬲賷 丕賱爻禺賷賮丞 丨賷賳 丕賯乇兀 毓賲賱丕賸 賲丕 賵兀賳睾賲爻 賮賷賴) 賱賰賳賳賶 兀丨亘亘鬲賴丕 賱匕丕鬲賴丕貙 賱禺賮鬲賴丕貨 兀丨亘 賯氐氐 丕賱丨亘 丕賱乇卮賷賯丞貨 鬲賱賰 丕賱鬲賷 賱丕 鬲亘匕賱 噩賴丿賸丕 賰亘賷乇賸丕 賰賷 鬲亘乇賴賳 毓賳 賵噩賵丿賴丕 賵丨囟賵乇賴丕貙 毓賳 鬲賮乇丿賴丕貨 亘賱丕 廿賮乇丕胤 賷賮賯丿賴丕 乇賵賲丕賳爻賷鬲賴丕 賵賷丨賵賱賴丕 廿賱賶 卮賷亍 賱夭噩貙 賵賱丕 亘毓賯賱丕賳賷丞 夭丕卅丿丞 鬲丨賵賱賴丕 賲賳 卮賷亍 賰賱丕爻賷賰賷 賳丕毓賲 廿賱賶 噩賲賵丿 賱丕 賷卮亘賴 賯氐氐 丕賱丨亘 兀亘丿賸丕.
丨賷賳 鬲兀鬲賷 賮賰乇丞 丕賱丨亘 廿賱賶 匕賴賳賷 兀鬲禺賷賱 兀賰賵丕亘 賰孬賷乇丞 賲賳 丕賱賯賴賵丞貙 丿禺丕賳 爻噩丕卅乇 賵孬乇孬乇丞 賱丕 鬲賳鬲賴賷 毓賳 丕賱賰購鬲亘 賵丕賱賰鬲丕亘丞 賵賰賱 賲丕 賷卮亘賴賴賲丕貨 兀丨賷丕賳賸丕 兀禺乇賶 兀鬲禺賷賱賴 賲賯胤賵毓丞 賲賵爻賷賯賷丞 卮丕毓乇賷丞 賷氐丕丨亘賴丕 丨丿賷孬 賲丨賲賵賲 毓賳 丕賱兀賮賱丕賲貨 賵兀丨賷丕賳賸丕 兀禺乇賶 兀鬲禺賷賱賴 賱賵丨丞 賮賳賷丞 賱丕 賷賮賴賲賴丕 兀丨丿 賵賱丕 丨鬲賶 丕賱乇爻丕賲 賷賯賮 兀賲丕賲賴丕 丕孬賳賷賳 亘氐賲鬲貨 賮賷 賲丕丿賵賳丕 氐丕丨亘丞 賲毓胤賮 丕賱賮乇賵 賰丕賳鬲 賯氐鬲賴賲丕 鬲卮亘賴 賰孬賷乇賸丕 鬲禺賷賱賷 丕賱孬丕賱孬貨 賵廿賳 賰丕賳 亘亘毓囟 丕賱兀禺鬲賱丕賮丕鬲 丕賱胤賮賷賮丞 賵亘毓囟 丕賱兀囟丕賮丕鬲 丕賱鬲賷 鬲賲孬賱 丕賱丨亘 丕賱賯丿賷賲 丌賳匕丕賰 賰賷賮 賰丕賳 氐毓亘賸丕貙 賰賷賮 賰丕賳 毓夭賷夭賸丕貙 賵賰賷賮 賰丕賳 匕賱賰 賷夭賷丿 賲賳 鬲賮乇丿賴 賵鬲賵賴噩賴 毓賰爻 賲丕 賴賵 賲鬲賵賯毓 鬲賲丕賲賸丕.
丨賷賳 兀賳鬲賴賷鬲 賲賳賴丕 乇賮毓鬲 乇兀爻賷 亘丨賷乇丞貙 賵鬲爻丕亍賱鬲貨 賱賲丕 賱賲 賷毓丿 丕賱丨亘 賮賷 噩賷賱賳丕 亘賲孬賱 賴匕丕 丕賱噩賲丕賱 賵丕賱卮丕毓乇賷丞責
丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲賲鬲毓丞貙 賰賳鬲 兀卮毓乇 賵兀賳丕 丕賯乇兀 丕賱噩夭亍 丕賱兀賵賱 賲賳賴丕 賵賰兀賳賳賷 亘丿丕禺賱 兀丨丿賶 乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丿賵爻鬲賵賷賮爻賰賷 亘卮禺賵氐賴丕 丕賱賰孬賷乇丞 賵丕賱賲鬲卮毓亘丞 賵賮賷 丕賱噩夭亍 丕賱孬丕賳賷 賰賳鬲 兀卮毓乇 賵賰兀賳賳賷 賮賷 兀丨丿賶 乇賵丕賷丕鬲 睾賷賵賲 賲賷爻賵 丕賱乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞 賵乇賵丕賷丕鬲 賰賵賳丿賷乇丕 丕賱鬲賷 鬲賲夭噩 亘賷賳 丕賱賮賱爻賮丞 賵丕賱丨亘貨 丕賱賮丕乇賯 賴丕 賴賳丕 賴賵 兀賳 賮賱爻賮丞 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘爻賷胤丞 賵禺賮賷賮丞 賰賲丕 兀爻賱賵亘 賰丕鬲亘賴丕.
鬲賲賳賷鬲 賱賵 兀賳賴 丨賷賳 毓丕丿 廿賱賶 丕賱噩夭亍 丕賱兀賵賱 賲乇丞 孬丕賳賷丞 賮賷 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 賰丕賳 丨丕賵賱 丕爻鬲賰賲丕賱賴 亘卮賰賱 兀毓賲賯貙 亘胤乇賷賯丞 賷鬲毓乇囟 賲毓賴丕 賱賰賱 卮禺氐賷丞 賲賳 卮禺氐賷丕鬲 鬲賱賰 丕賱毓丕卅賱丞 丕賱賰亘賷乇丞 賵賲氐賷乇 賰賱 賲賳賴賲 亘毓丿 鬲丨賵賱 丕賱兀丨丿丕孬.
賵丿丿鬲 賱賵 賰丕賳 兀爻鬲睾賱 賰丕鬲亘賴丕 睾夭丕乇丞 賲丕丿鬲賴 賮賷 禺賱賯 賲夭賷丿 賲賳 丕賱氐賮丨丕鬲/丕賱丨賷賵丕鬲 丕賱兀禺乇賶
賱賰賳賴丕 賵賮賷 賰賱 丕賱兀丨賵丕賱 鬲馗賱 乇賵丕賷丞 賲賲鬲毓丞 賵賱胤賷賮丞.
鬲賲賾鬲
September 7, 2017
benim fikrimce a艧k diye ayr谋, m眉cerret bir mefhum yoktu. insanlar aras谋nda 莽e艧it 莽e艧it kendini g枚steren b眉t眉n sevgiler, sempatiler bir nevi a艧kt谋.
yaln谋z yerine g枚re isim ve 艧ekil de臒i艧tiriyorlard谋. kad谋nla erkek aras谋ndaki sevgiye hakiki ismini vermemek bir nevi kendimizi aldatmaktan ba艧ka bir 艧ey de臒ildi.
itiraf etmeliyim: k眉rk mantolu madonna'y谋 okuyup okumad谋臒谋m谋 soran herkese cevap olarak haz谋rlad谋臒谋m bir metin var, 莽ok da keyif al谋rd谋m bilerek okumuyorum, her yerde g枚rmekte b谋kt谋m, pop眉laritesini kaybedince okuyaca臒谋m derken. birka莽 艧aka eklerdim sonra, iltem dilek'in me艧hur karikat眉r眉n眉 g枚sterirdim filan...
g眉zel bir kitap oldu臒unu biliyordum ama biraz da 艧谋mar谋kl谋k yap谋p bilerek okumad谋m 莽ok uzun s眉re.
m眉zisyen madonna ile k谋yasland谋臒谋 bir g眉ndem i莽erisindeyken bir his geldi bana, iki par莽al谋k okuma ser眉veni ile bitirdim...
ve tekrar itiraf etmeliyim ki k枚t眉 bir yorum yapmak i莽in son sayfalar谋 bekliyordum z谋rtlanlar gibi.
derken, beni ortalar谋na yakla艧t谋臒谋m s谋ralarda 莽ekti i莽ine, kahve yapmak i莽in mola vermesem yutacakt谋 resmen!
gece okumalar谋 yaparken dinledi臒im 艧ark谋lar e艧li臒inde hayat谋m谋n en keyifli okuma tecr眉belerinden birini ya艧ad谋m.
sabahattin ali'yi ana dilimde okudu臒um i莽in ger莽ekten 艧ansl谋 hissediyorum kendimi 艧imdi.
zihnimde 枚zel bir odac谋臒a sahip oldu臒u i莽in al谋nt谋lar yapmayaca臒谋m, fark ettiyseniz 莽ember 莽izip duruyorum bu yorumu yazarken de, giremiyorum bir t眉rl眉 konuya.
pop眉lerlik bahanemin yerini 艧imdi t眉m eserlerini okursam erken kaybederim gibi bir his ald谋.
yine her t眉rl眉 okuyam谋yorum, iyi mi?
May 8, 2025
鈦€鉃� She was suffering because she longed for something she could not find.
I'll never be the same again. This book ripped my heart open I can't stop crying. Raif and Maria's story will forever be stuck in my brain. I won't be exaggerating if I said that this book touched my soul. the writing was so good. I don't know if I finished the book or the book finished me at this point. I don't know how to recover from this馃槶
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鈺扳 But what was it? What was I lacking? Or rather, what were we lacking?
鈺扳 How painful it is, after thinking that a woman has given us everything, to see that in truth she has given us nothing to see that instead of having drawn her closer, she is further away than ever!
鈺扳She had swept me away from my dark and silent world, delivering me to the land of truth and light. And now she had vanished
鈺扳 For as long as I lived, I would travel far and wide, meeting with people whose languages I did or did not know, and everywhere I went, I would be looking for Maria Puder. In every pair of eyes, I would be searching for the Madonna in a Fur Coat. I knew from the outset that I would never find her. Yet it was not in my power to give up searching. She had condemned me to a lifelong quest for a cypher, for someone that did not exist. She should never have done this to me
鈺扳Never in my life had anyone loved me, ever. In any case, women were mysterious creatures. Passing my mind over all the women I had known or observed, I was driven to conclude that true love was beyond them. When they were in a position to love, they did not. Instead they ached for the unattainable - the opportunities missed, the salve that their broken hearts longed for thereby mistaking their yearnings for love. But soon I realized
just Reading those quotes made me cry again馃槶
馃晩馃晩馃晩
饜櫄岑� pre-read:
It's been 2 years since I read any Turkish novel so I'm excited 馃じplease be good
I'll never be the same again. This book ripped my heart open I can't stop crying. Raif and Maria's story will forever be stuck in my brain. I won't be exaggerating if I said that this book touched my soul. the writing was so good. I don't know if I finished the book or the book finished me at this point. I don't know how to recover from this馃槶
鉃� Quotes:
鈺扳 But what was it? What was I lacking? Or rather, what were we lacking?
鈺扳 How painful it is, after thinking that a woman has given us everything, to see that in truth she has given us nothing to see that instead of having drawn her closer, she is further away than ever!
鈺扳She had swept me away from my dark and silent world, delivering me to the land of truth and light. And now she had vanished
鈺扳 For as long as I lived, I would travel far and wide, meeting with people whose languages I did or did not know, and everywhere I went, I would be looking for Maria Puder. In every pair of eyes, I would be searching for the Madonna in a Fur Coat. I knew from the outset that I would never find her. Yet it was not in my power to give up searching. She had condemned me to a lifelong quest for a cypher, for someone that did not exist. She should never have done this to me
鈺扳Never in my life had anyone loved me, ever. In any case, women were mysterious creatures. Passing my mind over all the women I had known or observed, I was driven to conclude that true love was beyond them. When they were in a position to love, they did not. Instead they ached for the unattainable - the opportunities missed, the salve that their broken hearts longed for thereby mistaking their yearnings for love. But soon I realized
just Reading those quotes made me cry again馃槶
馃晩馃晩馃晩
饜櫄岑� pre-read:
It's been 2 years since I read any Turkish novel so I'm excited 馃じplease be good
May 2, 2023
鬲購賳賿爻賻賶 賰兀賳賰 賱賲 鬲賰賳
鬲購賳賿爻賻賶 賰賲氐乇毓 胤丕卅乇賺
賰賰賳賷爻丞賺 賲賴噩賵乇丞賺 鬲購賳賿爻賻賶
賰丨亘賾 毓丕亘乇賺
賵賰賵乇丿丞賺 賮賷 丕賱賱賷賱.... 鬲購賳賿爻賻賶
- 賲丨賲賵丿 丿乇賵賷卮
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亘毓囟 丕賱兀毓賲丕賱 鬲鬲丌賱賮 乇賵丨賰 賲毓賴丕 賮鬲噩丿賴丕 兀孬乇鬲賰 賲賳 兀賵賱 氐賮丨丕鬲賴丕 ... 鬲鬲毓噩亘 賮鬲爻兀賱 賳賮爻賰 賴賱 賰丕賳鬲 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 鬲賳鬲馗乇賰 兀賳 鬲鬲賮丨氐賴丕 丕賲 兀賳鬲 賲賳 賰賳鬲 鬲賳鬲馗乇賴丕貙 鬲丕禺匕賰 賮賶 乇丨賱丞 -兀賳鬲 丕賱匕賶 鬲賳賮乇 賲賳 丕賱兀毓賲丕賱 丕賱乇賵賲丕賳爻賷丞- 鬲賳卮卅 乇丕亘胤丞 賲毓賰 賱丕 鬲乇丕賴丕 亘毓賷賳賰 賱賰賳 鬲噩丿 賯賱亘賰 賷賴賮賵 廿賱賷賴丕 賵 賰賱賲丕 丕賯鬲乇亘鬲 賲賳 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 鬲乇賷丿 兀賱賾丕 鬲鬲乇賰賴丕 丨鬲賷 賱丕 鬲賳鬲賴賷 賲賳賴丕 賮鬲噩丿 毓賯賱賰 賷噩匕亘賰 廿賱賷賴丕 賷賯賵賱 賱賰: 賰賷賮 鬲鬲乇賰 "乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷" 賵丨賷丿賸丕貙 賱鬲毓賵丿 賰乇賵丨 爻丕賰賳丞 鬲賯乇兀 賰賱 賰賱賲丞 賵 賯賱亘賰 賷丿賲賷 毓賱賶 丨丕賱賴.. 毓賱賶 丌賱丕賲賴 .. 鬲乇賷丿 兀賳 鬲賳鬲卮賱賴 賲賳 兀賵噩丕毓賴 兀賲 賴賷 兀賵噩丕毓賷貙 丕氐亘丨鬲 兀爻賷乇 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賮賱賲 丕毓丿 丕賮乇賯 賵 賱賲 兀賴鬲賲 丕賴賷 賯氐鬲賴 丕賲 賯氐鬲賷 ..丕爻鬲賲乇賷鬲 賮賶 丕賱賯乇丕亍丞 賵丕賳鬲賴鬲 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵 賱賲 兀賳鬲賴賽 賲賳賴丕 賵 賱賳 兀賳鬲賴賷 賵 爻賵賮 鬲胤丕乇丿賳賷 賰孬賷乇賸丕 .
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"兀鬲爻丕卅賱 賰賷賮 賷賮賴賲 丕賱賳丕爻 亘毓囟賴賲 噩賷丿賸丕 廿賱賷 賴匕丕 丕賱丨丿責! 丨鬲賷 兀賳丕 賰丕賳 亘賵丿賷 賱賵 丕賳 賱賷 賴匕賴 丕賱賲賴丕乇丞 賱兀丨賱賱 賲丕 亘毓賯賱 廿賳爻丕賳 賲丕 賵 兀乇賷 乇賵丨賴 丕賱爻賵賷丞 丕賵 丕賱賲賳丨乇賮丞. 丨鬲賷 丕賰孬乇 丕賱賳丕爻 亘爻丕胤丞 賵 亘丐爻賸丕 亘賱 賵 丨賲賯賸丕 賱賴賲 兀乇賵丕丨 睾乇賷亘丞 賵 賲毓賯丿丞 鬲賵賯毓 丕賱丕賳爻丕賳 賲賳 丕賱丿賴卮丞! 賱賲丕匕丕 賳賴乇亘 賲賳 賮賴賲 賴匕丕 賵 賳馗賳 丕賳 賮賴賲 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賵 丕賱丨賰賲 毓賱賷賴 賲賳 兀爻賴賱 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 責 賱賲丕匕丕 賳丨賰賲 毓賱賶 賳賵毓 噩亘賳賺丞 乇丕賷賳丕賴 賱兀賵賱 賲乇丞 亘賷賳賲丕 賱丕 賳鬲賵乇毓 賵 亘囟賲賷乇 賲乇鬲丕丨 毓賳 廿氐丿丕乇 丨賰賲賳丕 亘卮兀賳 廿賳爻丕賳 賲丕 賮賵乇 乇丐賷鬲賳丕 賱賴 責. "
丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賰鬲亘鬲 賲賳匕 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 80 毓丕賲 賵 亘丕賱乇睾賲 賲賳 匕賱賰 鬲卮毓乇 兀賳賴丕 賱賷爻鬲 乇賵丕賷丞 賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丞 毓賱賶 丕賱兀胤賱丕賯貙 胤乇賷賯丞 丕賱爻乇丿 亘爻賷胤丞 亘賰賱賲丕鬲 賯賱賷賱丞 鬲睾賱睾賱 丕賱賰丕鬲亘 賮賶 丕賱賳賮爻 丕賱亘卮乇賷丞 貙 兀夭丕賱 胤亘賯丕鬲賴丕 毓賱賶 賲乇丕丨賱 賰噩乇丕丨 賲鬲賲乇爻 .. 賳毓賲 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丞 賱丕亘丿 丕賳 鬲賲鬲丕夭 亘丕賱賲氐丕丿賮丕鬲 丕賱毓噩賷亘丞 賱賰賳賴丕 賱賳 鬲睾賷乇 乇丕賷賰 賮賶 噩賲丕賱 丕賱毓賲賱貙 賲毓 丕賯鬲乇丕亘賰 賲賳 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 爻賵賮 鬲鬲賵賯毓 賲丕 爻賵賮 鬲丐賵賱 廿賱賷賴 丕賱兀丨丿丕孬 賱賰賳賴丕 爻鬲賮兀噩卅賰 毓賱賶 丕賱乇睾賲 賲賳 匕賱賰 貙 乇賵丕賷丞 鬲賱賲爻 丕賱賯賱亘. 鬲囟毓 賲賰丕賳賴丕 亘噩丿丕乇丞 賮賶 丕賱乇賵丕賷丕鬲 丕賱賯賱賷賱丞 丕賱鬲賶 賱丕 鬲賳爻賷 .
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鈥� 賴匕賴 丕賱匕賰乇賷丕鬲貙 賵丕賱鬲賷 鬲賰賮賷 賱賲賱賶亍 丨賷丕丞賺 賰丕賲賱丞貙 賰丕賳鬲 丨賷賾丞賸 賵賲丐孬乇丞 兀賰孬乇 賲賲丕 賰丕賳鬲 毓賱賷賴 賮賷 丕賱丨賯賷賯丞 賱兀賳賴丕 囟購睾賽胤鬲 賮賷 賲購丿賾丞 亘爻賷胤丞 "
賮賵噩卅鬲 毓賳丿賲丕 噩毓賱鬲賳賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 兀孬賷乇 丕賱鬲爻丕丐賱丕鬲 丨賵賱 賲丕賴賷丞 丕賱賵丨丿丞 ..賴賱 賴賷 丕禺鬲賷丕乇賷丞 兀賲 毓賯丕亘 賷賮乇囟賴 毓賱賷賳丕 睾賷丕亘 兀丨亘丕卅賳丕 ..
賯氐鬲賳丕 丕賱賷賵賲 賯丿 鬲亘丿賵 丕賳賴丕 賯氐丞 丨亘 鈥�. 賱賰賳賴丕 賯氐丞 毓賳 丕賱賵丨丿丞 賵 丕賱爻兀賲 兀賷囟賸丕 .. 賯丿 賷兀賱賮 丕丨丿 丕賱卮毓賵乇 亘丕賱賵丨丿丞.. 賷乇鬲丕丨 賲毓賴丕.. 賱賰賳 丕賱賵丨丿丞 丿丕卅賲丕 賲孬賱 丕賱賵丨卮 丕賱乇丕亘囟 賯丿 賳乇賵囟賴丕 賵 賳爻鬲賰賷賳 賲毓賴丕 .. 賱賰賳 賮賶 賱丨馗丞 賲丕 爻賵賮 鬲賴丕噩賲賳丕 亘卮乇丕爻丞 .. 賱匕賱賰 賰賱賲丕 賮賶 丕賳鬲馗丕乇 卮禺氐 .. 卮禺氐 賱賷賳鬲卮賱賳丕 賲賳賴丕 .. 賲孬賱賲丕 賰丕賳鬲 賵丨丿丞 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賴賶 賰丕賳鬲 賮乇丕睾 賵 丨賷丕丞 鬲賳鬲馗乇 丿禺賵賱 賲丕乇賷丕 丨鬲賷 賷賳亘囟 賯賱亘賴 ..鬲乇噩毓 賱賴 丕賱丨賷丕丞 .. 賷氐亘丨 賱賴丕 賲毓賳賷 丕禺賷乇賸丕 .. 賲孬賱賲丕 賰丕賳鬲 賲丕乇賷丕 鬲賯賵賱 丿丕卅賲丕 丕賳 丕賱賵丨丿丞 卮卅 胤亘賷毓賷 丕鬲囟丨 兀賷囟賸丕 丕賳賴丕 賰丕賳鬲 鬲賳鬲馗乇 兀賷囟賸丕 卮卅 賱賷禺乇噩賴丕 賲賳賴丕 .
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" 賰賳鬲 賲購丿乇賰丕賸 亘兀賳賳賷 賱賳 兀鬲丨賲賾賱 兀賷賾 丨賯賷賯丞 賯丿 鬲購亘毓丿賳賷 毓賳賴丕. 亘毓丿 毓孬賵乇賳丕 毓賱賶 兀賴賲 賵兀睾賱賶 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 丕賱賲賵噩賵丿丞 賮賷賳丕 賲賳 兀噩賱 兀乇賵丕丨賳丕貙 兀賱賷爻 鬲噩丕賴賱 丕賱鬲賮丕氐賷賱貙 兀賵 亘鬲毓亘賷乇 兀氐丨貙 丕賱鬲囟丨賷丞 亘丕賱丨賯丕卅賯 丕賱氐睾賷乇丞 賲賳 兀噩賱 丕賱丨賯賷賯丞 丕賱賰亘乇賶 兀賰孬乇 廿賳爻丕賳賷丞 賵廿賳氐丕賮丕賸 ."
賰賲 賲賳 乇丕卅賮 兀賮賳丿賷 賲乇 亘噩賵丕乇賳丕 賵 賱賲 賳乇賴 .. 鬲賰賱賲賳丕 賲毓賴 賵 賱賲 賳爻賲毓賴 .. 毓丕卮 賲毓賳丕 賵 賱賲 賳丨爻 亘賵噩賵丿賴 ..
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賲賳 丕賱丕賮囟賱 丕賳 鬲丿禺賱/賷 賲孬賱賶 廿賱賷賴丕.. 亘賱丕 賲毓賱賵賲丕鬲 亘賱丕 鬲賳亘兀鬲 賵 鬲賵丕賯毓丕鬲 .. 爻賵賮 鬲孬賷乇 亘丿丕禺賱賰 賰賱 丕賱賲卮丕毓乇 丕賱賲賲賰賳丞 ..爻賵賮 鬲丿賲賷 賯賱亘賰 賵 鬲爻毓丿賴 .. 孬賲 爻賵賮 鬲馗賱 賲毓賰 賱兀賷丕賲 亘毓丿 丕賱丕賳鬲賴丕亍 賲賳賴丕 .. 丨鬲賷 鬲丕禺匕 賲賰丕賳賴丕 賲賳 丕賱丕毓賲丕賱 丕賱賯賱賷賱丞 丕賱鬲賷 鬲乇卮丨賴丕 丿賵賲賸丕 賱丕賷 丕丨丿 .
February 7, 2021
The essence of life is in solitude.
The story of passionate love and the tragedy that always lurks around the corner is a theme as old as literature itself. But it continues to capture the popular imagination because it speaks to the most basic desires of the human heart. This is a kind of middlebrow novel of intense passion and existential angst which, perhaps aside from the most heartless postmodernists, everyone enjoys reading. As did I.
And so we have one Raif Effendi, a young Turkish man who is in the process of finding his feet and Maria Puder, a young Czech-German girl of half Jewish ancestry, come together in Berlin of the 1920s and find in each other what they had been looking for all along without knowing. Or did they? The deep solitude that is depicted here is not one that derives from a particular cause. It is a more basic, existential solitude, the kind of solitude so profound that nothing can alleviate it.
What struck me most is that, in his portrayal of two deeply flawed and complex characters, the author has shaken up traditional gender roles common in literature of his time, especially in Turkey. Our heroine, Maria, is an early prototype of a modern feminist 鈥� an independent, freethinking woman who is at odds with established social norms which she questions with what must have sounded at the time as enigmatic ideas. Whereas Raif Effendi is shown to be devoid of the traditional masculine characteristics that would be expected of a young Turkish male of his age. He calls himself and is frequently called by his family and friends as 鈥渓ike a little girl.鈥�
I can see how this novel might not have worked for me on another day and in another mood, for there鈥檚 not much to say about the stylistic elements of the writing. It is simple, sparse, and straightforward and has little of the imagery I value in good books. And although it conveys the sentimental with remarkable poignancy, especially in the dialogue, there is little of the atmosphere of the places in which it is set: Ankara and Berlin of the 1920s, which means its value as a period piece is also compromised.
So four stars for the emotional response it got out of me!
February '21
The story of passionate love and the tragedy that always lurks around the corner is a theme as old as literature itself. But it continues to capture the popular imagination because it speaks to the most basic desires of the human heart. This is a kind of middlebrow novel of intense passion and existential angst which, perhaps aside from the most heartless postmodernists, everyone enjoys reading. As did I.
And so we have one Raif Effendi, a young Turkish man who is in the process of finding his feet and Maria Puder, a young Czech-German girl of half Jewish ancestry, come together in Berlin of the 1920s and find in each other what they had been looking for all along without knowing. Or did they? The deep solitude that is depicted here is not one that derives from a particular cause. It is a more basic, existential solitude, the kind of solitude so profound that nothing can alleviate it.
What struck me most is that, in his portrayal of two deeply flawed and complex characters, the author has shaken up traditional gender roles common in literature of his time, especially in Turkey. Our heroine, Maria, is an early prototype of a modern feminist 鈥� an independent, freethinking woman who is at odds with established social norms which she questions with what must have sounded at the time as enigmatic ideas. Whereas Raif Effendi is shown to be devoid of the traditional masculine characteristics that would be expected of a young Turkish male of his age. He calls himself and is frequently called by his family and friends as 鈥渓ike a little girl.鈥�
I can see how this novel might not have worked for me on another day and in another mood, for there鈥檚 not much to say about the stylistic elements of the writing. It is simple, sparse, and straightforward and has little of the imagery I value in good books. And although it conveys the sentimental with remarkable poignancy, especially in the dialogue, there is little of the atmosphere of the places in which it is set: Ankara and Berlin of the 1920s, which means its value as a period piece is also compromised.
So four stars for the emotional response it got out of me!
February '21
May 18, 2022
I absolutely loved this - and it's by a man! If anyone follows my reviews or knows my reading tastes you will know that 99% of my reads are by women. I just prefer women writers; they are sensitive and generally explore the world of women; they provide wonderful insights on all things female and on the male of course also - that difficult interchange where woman meets man.
In the words of Maria Puder: You're acting like all the other men - acting as if you accept my terms, so as to gain approval. No, my friend! You can't talk this away with fine words. Think about it. I've tried to be open and candid, even if it works against others. But I am getting nowhere. Men and women have such a hard time understanding what we want from each other, and our emotions are so foggy that we hardly know what we are doing. We get lost in the current. I don't want that. If I have to do things that seem unnecessary and unsatisfying, I end up hating myself . . .But what I hate most is women always having to be passive . . .Why? Why are we always the ones running away and you are the one chasing after us? Ellipses are in the text.
Yes, women nowadays in the 21st century feel comfortable chasing their man - if necessary. But Sabahattin Ali set his novel in the 1920s, in Berlin. It was originally published in 1943, and only recently translated into English in 2016. Apparently it is a bestseller in Turkey.
The story follows Raif Efendi, who has been sent from his home is Havran, Turkey, to study soap-making in Berlin. He's not interested and instead spends his days learning German, reading books and visiting art galleries and museums. One day he visits an art gallery, he has noted in the local paper and comes across a painting, a self-portrait, 'Madonna in a Fur Coat'. We already know Raif has tried his hand at art but given up because as he discovers it is a medium of self-expression and he cannot bear to reveal such secrets of himself. He is a young man of 24, but he falls in love with the painting and visits it every day to gaze upon this beautiful woman, the artist who has painted it. And so, eventually Raif meets Maria, but as we see from above Maria has her own very strict ideas about Romance. She insists that they be friends; until one fateful New Year's Eve.
I cannot reveal more - only that the love story is written in a note book by Raif and exposed by chance to our narrator, a young man who works in the same office. The note book passes into our narrator's hands for just one night and at the request of Raif it must be burnt. The framing story allows us to feel the authenticity of Raif's character - he has allowed not one person close to him in his entire life except Maria - and there are consequences.
The only novel that came to mind as I read this, was surprisingly James Baldwin's 'Giovanni's Room', which follows the tragic fate of two lovers. There is really nothing like Ali's book in Western Literature; it is told with such candour but also great rationality. I was on Raif's side almost immediately because his understanding of love is in fact more profound and sincere than Maria's first clumsy attempts. Maria, however, turns out to be a true equal to Raif's soul, and it is he who at the end, has made a terrible mistake. He says:
The pain of losing something precious - be it earthly happiness or material wealth - can be forgotten over time. But our missed opportunities never leave us, and every time they come back to haunt us, we ache. Or perhaps what haunts us is that nagging thought that things might have turned out differently. Because without that thought, we would put it down to fate and accept it.
I understand this profoundly because I lost a beloved dog due to poisoning - ha some might say - a dog? Yes, but he loved me more than I loved him, because at the end of the day I refused to take him home with me - where he wanted to die. I insisted on him staying with the vets in the hope he might recover. He died just a short time after I left him for the last time.
So I know a little of Raif's anguish. '. . . our missed opportunities never leave us, . . .'
And yes - this is a work of Art - in case anyone has seen my recent review on 'Cursed Bunny'. 'Madonna in a Fur Coat' is a work of art in every sense, because it covers all the spectrum of what it means to be human: the profound sufferings and the intense joys.
Photo shows a statue in a cemetery Zentrafriedhof, Vienna, Austria.
In the words of Maria Puder: You're acting like all the other men - acting as if you accept my terms, so as to gain approval. No, my friend! You can't talk this away with fine words. Think about it. I've tried to be open and candid, even if it works against others. But I am getting nowhere. Men and women have such a hard time understanding what we want from each other, and our emotions are so foggy that we hardly know what we are doing. We get lost in the current. I don't want that. If I have to do things that seem unnecessary and unsatisfying, I end up hating myself . . .But what I hate most is women always having to be passive . . .Why? Why are we always the ones running away and you are the one chasing after us? Ellipses are in the text.
Yes, women nowadays in the 21st century feel comfortable chasing their man - if necessary. But Sabahattin Ali set his novel in the 1920s, in Berlin. It was originally published in 1943, and only recently translated into English in 2016. Apparently it is a bestseller in Turkey.
The story follows Raif Efendi, who has been sent from his home is Havran, Turkey, to study soap-making in Berlin. He's not interested and instead spends his days learning German, reading books and visiting art galleries and museums. One day he visits an art gallery, he has noted in the local paper and comes across a painting, a self-portrait, 'Madonna in a Fur Coat'. We already know Raif has tried his hand at art but given up because as he discovers it is a medium of self-expression and he cannot bear to reveal such secrets of himself. He is a young man of 24, but he falls in love with the painting and visits it every day to gaze upon this beautiful woman, the artist who has painted it. And so, eventually Raif meets Maria, but as we see from above Maria has her own very strict ideas about Romance. She insists that they be friends; until one fateful New Year's Eve.
I cannot reveal more - only that the love story is written in a note book by Raif and exposed by chance to our narrator, a young man who works in the same office. The note book passes into our narrator's hands for just one night and at the request of Raif it must be burnt. The framing story allows us to feel the authenticity of Raif's character - he has allowed not one person close to him in his entire life except Maria - and there are consequences.
The only novel that came to mind as I read this, was surprisingly James Baldwin's 'Giovanni's Room', which follows the tragic fate of two lovers. There is really nothing like Ali's book in Western Literature; it is told with such candour but also great rationality. I was on Raif's side almost immediately because his understanding of love is in fact more profound and sincere than Maria's first clumsy attempts. Maria, however, turns out to be a true equal to Raif's soul, and it is he who at the end, has made a terrible mistake. He says:
The pain of losing something precious - be it earthly happiness or material wealth - can be forgotten over time. But our missed opportunities never leave us, and every time they come back to haunt us, we ache. Or perhaps what haunts us is that nagging thought that things might have turned out differently. Because without that thought, we would put it down to fate and accept it.
I understand this profoundly because I lost a beloved dog due to poisoning - ha some might say - a dog? Yes, but he loved me more than I loved him, because at the end of the day I refused to take him home with me - where he wanted to die. I insisted on him staying with the vets in the hope he might recover. He died just a short time after I left him for the last time.
So I know a little of Raif's anguish. '. . . our missed opportunities never leave us, . . .'
And yes - this is a work of Art - in case anyone has seen my recent review on 'Cursed Bunny'. 'Madonna in a Fur Coat' is a work of art in every sense, because it covers all the spectrum of what it means to be human: the profound sufferings and the intense joys.
Photo shows a statue in a cemetery Zentrafriedhof, Vienna, Austria.
April 30, 2025
4 stars 猸�
my heart鈥� now THIS is yearning.
this is my second classic book, and i owe it to ashley and her beautifully written review for inspiring me to pick it up in the first place <3
my heart鈥� now THIS is yearning.
鈥淣ever before had I felt such happiness. I could feel my heart opening, as if for the first time. How was it that a person could bring such happiness to another without really doing anything at all? A friendly greeting, an innocent smile 鈥� and at that moment I wanted nothing else. I was the richest man in the world.鈥�
鈥淎ll my life, I鈥檇 kept my heart closed. I had never known love. But now, all at once, the doors had flown open. My unspent passions had been released, to illuminate this one magnificent woman [...] All my life, I鈥檇 been waiting for her. Searching for her. Scanning my surroundings for some sign of her.鈥�
鈥淗ow could I long so for someone whose existence I'd only just become aware of? But wasn't it always like this? Some things we never know we need until we find them. And now, when I looked back on my life, it seemed empty and idle, if only because she鈥檇 not been in it [...]鈥�
鈥淢aria Puder had taught me I had a soul. And now, overcoming a habit of a lifetime, I could see a soul in her. Of course, everyone else in the world was similarly endowed. But most would come into this world and leave it without even knowing what they had missed. A soul only came forward when it found its twin, when it felt no need to rely on mere words to explain itself 鈥� It was only then that we truly began to live 鈥� live with our soul. At that moment, all doubts and shame could be set aside. All rules could be broken, as two souls joined in embrace. All my inhibitions had disappeared. All I wanted was to pour out my heart to her, the good with the bad, the weaknesses with the strengths, holding nothing back, baring my soul. I had so much to say to her 鈥� enough to fill a lifetime. All my life, I鈥檇 been silent. Whenever I鈥檇 been tempted to speak, I鈥檇 quickly changed my mind. 鈥榃hy bother?鈥� I鈥檇 say to myself. 鈥榃hat difference will it make if you speak?鈥� In the past, I鈥檇 been just as quick to let emotion get in the way 鈥� to decide, on slim evidence, that a certain person could never understand me. But this time, my first impressions stood fast: she would understand me perfectly.鈥�
鈥淚 had just one desire: to stay close to her, no matter what the cost 鈥� nothing else mattered 鈥︹€�
鈥淣ow I see that we have ended up at the same place but on different roads: we are both looking for someone, someone we can call our own 鈥� How wonderful it would be if we could find that in each other 鈥� That is the most important thing, everything else comes after that 鈥︹€�
鈥淔or as long as I lived, I would travel far and wide, meeting with people whose languages I did or did not know, and everywhere I went, I would be looking for Maria Puder. In every pair of eyes, I would be searching for the Madonna in a Fur Coat.鈥�
鈥淚t was during that long night, as I paced the hospital鈥檚 high stone walls, that I came to appreciate just how much I loved Maria Puder and how desperately I was attached to her; I thought about nothing but her [...] That night I came to understand how it was possible to be more attached to another person than to life itself. And that night I also came to understand how hollow life would be without her. As hollow as a walnut shell, tossed by the winds.鈥�
鈥淪o, yes, I waited 鈥� not just until the autumn. I waited for ten long years 鈥︹€�
鈥淔or a brief while, a woman had pulled me out of listless lethargy; she had taught me that I was a man, or rather, a human being; she had shown me that the world was not as absurd as I had previously thought and that I had the capacity for joy. But from the moment we lost touch, I lost the benefit of her influence. I went back to my old ways. Now I understood just how desperately I needed her. I was not the sort of man who could walk through life alone. I needed her at my side. I could not live without her support. Yet somehow I carried on living 鈥� as you can see 鈥� If this can be called living, then that is what I did 鈥︹€�
鈥淚 felt such a fresh longing for her at that moment that we might have parted only yesterday. The pain of losing something precious 鈥� be it earthly happiness or material wealth 鈥� can be forgotten over time. But our missed opportunities never leave us, and every time they come back to haunt us, we ache. Or perhaps what haunts us is that nagging thought that things might have turned out differently. Because without that thought, we would put it down to fate and accept it.鈥�
this is my second classic book, and i owe it to ashley and her beautifully written review for inspiring me to pick it up in the first place <3
鈥淒o you know why I hate you? You and every other man in the world? Because you ask so much of us, as if it were your natural right 鈥� Mark my words, for it can happen without a single word being uttered 鈥� it鈥檚 how men look at us and smile at us. It鈥檚 how they raise their hands. To put it simply, it鈥檚 how they treat us 鈥� you鈥檇 have to be blind not to see how much confidence they have, and how stupidly they achieve it. And if you need a measure of their arrogant pride, all you need is to see how shocked they are when an advance is rejected. They are the hunters, you see. And we their miserable prey. And our duties? To bow down and obey, and give them whatever they want ... But we shouldn't. We shouldn't give away a single bit of ourselves. It's revolting, this arrogant male pride...鈥�
鈥淭his was how life should be lived: attuned to nature, it鈥檚 every flutter and sway, while time moves inexorably forward. Rejoicing in every moment, finding a lifetime in each and every one, in the knowledge that these moments were revealing themselves to me as to no other.鈥�
鈥淚 live more in my head than anywhere else. In comparison, my real life is a dull dream 鈥︹€�
鈥淚t鈥檚 just that we shouldn鈥檛 shy away from speaking openly about things that could hurt our relationship later. It鈥檚 at times like this that cowardice can be damaging 鈥� What will come of it? If we find we cannot get along, then we鈥檒l just say goodbye and go our separate ways 鈥� Where鈥檚 the tragedy in that? The essence of life is in solitude 鈥� wouldn鈥檛 you agree? All unions are built on falsehood. People can only get to know each other up to a point and then they make up the rest, until one day, seeing their mistake, they turn their backs on sadness and run away. Would this ever happen, if they stopped believing in their dreams and made do with what was possible? If everyone accepted what was natural, then no one would suffer disappointment, no one would curse fate. We have every right to see our situation as pitiful, but we must confine our pity to ourselves. To pity another is to assume superiority and that is why we must never think we are superior to others, or that others are more unfortunate 鈥︹€�
鈥淏ut love? That鈥檚 beyond me 鈥� Now you may well ask why I鈥檓 saying all this out of the blue 鈥� so let me say again that I don鈥檛 want you to build up your hopes, only to take offence later on. I need to make it clear to you what I can and cannot give you, because if I don鈥檛 you鈥檒l accuse me later of playing games with you. As different as you are, you鈥檙e still a man 鈥� and all the men that I have ever known have ended up leaving in sorrow or anger once they realize I don鈥檛 love them, and can never love them 鈥� But why, when they say goodbye, do they assume I am the one to blame? Because I never gave them what I promised I never would, or because they convinced themselves it would be otherwise? Isn鈥檛 that unfair?鈥�
鈥淏ut what I hate most is women always having to be passive 鈥� Why? Why are we always the ones running away and you are the ones chasing after us? Why is it always that we surrender and you take the spoils? Why is it that even in the way you beg, there is dominance, and pity in the way we refuse?鈥�
鈥淚 couldn鈥檛 make friends with boys either. They鈥檇 look for a soft centre and when they saw it wasn鈥檛 there, when they saw I was a match for them, they鈥檇 run away. That鈥檚 how I understand only too well where men get their strength and ambition; there is no other creature on this earth that races after such easy success, and no other creature as proud, arrogant and egotistical, yet at the same time cowardly and set in his ways. Once I became aware of all of this, it was impossible for me to truly love men. Even the ones I liked the most, and with whom I had the most in common 鈥� the moment would arrive when some minor provocation had them baring their wolfish teeth; after being together, and giving each other an equal amount of pleasure, they鈥檇 sidle up to me, sighing idiotically, and either apologize or offer to protect me, making it clear that in their eyes, they had vanquished me 鈥� But they were in fact the ones who had exposed just how pitiful and miserable they really were. There is no woman as pitiful and ridiculous as a man swept away by his passions. At the same time they take huge pride in them, seeing them as proof of their virility. My God, it鈥檚 enough to drive a person crazy 鈥︹€�
鈥淭his is why I believe that I definitely need to love a man ... but a real man... a man who could sweep me off my feet without resorting to brute strength ... without asking anything of me, without controlling me, or degrading me, a man who could love me and walk by my side... In other words, a truly powerful man, a real man...鈥�
鈥淣ow I know what鈥檚 been missing. It鈥檚 not anything in you, it鈥檚 in me 鈥� I cannot believe 鈥� I simply could not believe that you loved me that much and so I assumed I wasn鈥檛 in love with you 鈥� Now I understand. It seems that people have taken from me the ability to believe 鈥� but now I can 鈥� you鈥檝e taught me how 鈥� I love you 鈥� not madly, but I love you with a clear mind 鈥� I want you 鈥� such an overwhelming desire 鈥︹€�
鈥淔or our lives were governed by trivial details. Indeed, trivial details were what true life was made of. The logic in our minds had always been at odds with the logic of life itself. A woman is gazing out of a train window when a fleck of coal dust lands in her eye; without giving the matter a moment鈥檚 thought, she rubs it in. A gesture as slight as this can end in a beautiful eye losing its power to see. Or a brick comes loose in the wind and crashes down on the head of an illustrious man. And what good would it do, to ask which is more important 鈥� an eye or a fleck of coal, a brick or a brain? We have no choice but to accept such accidents for what they are, along with all the others that life thrusts upon us.鈥�
鈥淲hat we crave from others far more than money or material assistance is love and attention.鈥�
鈥淟ife is a game that is only played once, and I lost. There is no second chance 鈥︹€�
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