Elif Safak
Elif Safak
Elif Şafakis a Turkish author, columnist, speaker and academic...
NationalityTurkish
ProfessionAuthor
CountryTurkey
running sea wave
Stop running after the waves. Let the sea come to you.
running heart mean
We're born into a certain family, nation, class. But if we have no connection whatsoever with the worlds beyond the one we take for granted, then we too run the risk of drying up inside. Our imagination might shrink; our hearts might dwindle, and our humanness might wither if we stay for too long inside our cultural cocoons. Our friends, neighbours, colleagues, family - if all the people in our inner circle resemble us, it means we are surrounded with our mirror image.
running mean moon
Patience does not mean to passively endure. It means to be farsighted enough to trust the end result of a process. What does patience mean? It means to look at the thorn and see the rose, to look at the night and see the dawn. Impatience means to be so shortsighted as to not be able to see the outcome. The lovers of God never run out of patience, for they know that time is needed for the crescent moon to become full.
grief people empathy
After the Ankara bombings on October 10, people were asked to hold a minute of silence, but many refused. Our society can't even unite in grief to honor the victims. We've lost our empathy. That's maybe the worst.
husband glasses iron
The Iron Rule of prudence for an Istanbulite Woman: If you are as fragile as a tea glass, either find a way to never encounter burning water and hope to marry an ideal husband or get yourself laid and broken as soon as possible. Alternatively, stop being a tea-glass woman!
space mouths infinite
The words that come out of our mouths do not vanish but are perpetually stored in infinite space, and they will come back to us in due time.
land people literature
Isn't connecting people to distant lands and culture one of the strengths of good literature?
cities childhood forget
But let us not forget that cities are like human beings. They are born, they go through childhood and adolescence, they grow old, and eventually they die
humanity saint
A saint belongs to all humanity.
identity-politics water fiction
Identity politics divides us; fiction connects. One is interested in sweeping generalizations, the other in nuances. One draws boundaries, the other recognizes no frontiers. Identity politics is made of solid bricks; fiction is flowing water.
mind like-her speak
perhaps it took a stranger to make a woman like her speak her mind.
art practice becoming
Article Five: If you have no reason or ability to accomplish anything, then just practice the art of becoming.
giving ignorant bears
Either grant me the bliss of the ignorant or give me the strength to bear the knowledge.
mirrors believer
Believers are each other's mirrors.