aşiyan yollarından geçerken biz bugün dedik ki,
bizim de ölü arkadaşlarımız var
ama böyle bir manzara
neden varsın mezarlık
bizim de ölü arkadaşlarımız var
ama böyle bir manzara
neden varsın mezarlık
“Their flat would rarely be tidy, but its very untidiness would be its greatest charm. They would hardly bother themselves with it: they would live in it. The comfort of their surroundings would seem to them to be an established fact, a datum, a state of their nature. Their attention would be elsewhere: on the book they would open, on the text they would draft, on the record they would listen to, on their dialogue engaged afresh each day. They would work for a long while. Then they would dine, or go out for dinner; they would see old friends; they would walk together. Sometimes it would seem to them that a whole life would be led harmoniously between these book-lined walls, amongst these objects so perfectly domesticated that they would have ended up believing these bright, soft, simple and beautiful things had only ever been made for their sole use. But they wouldn't feel enslaved by them: on some days, they would go off on a chance adventure. No plan seemed impossible to them. ...
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