{"id":13616,"date":"2020-04-15T11:19:56","date_gmt":"2020-04-15T08:19:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/?p=13616"},"modified":"2020-05-14T12:37:38","modified_gmt":"2020-05-14T09:37:38","slug":"arundhati-roy-ingilizce-sozleri","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/arundhati-roy-ingilizce-sozleri\/","title":{"rendered":"Arundhati Roy \u0130ngilizce s\u00f6zleri Quotes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Arundhati Roy ingilizce s\u00f6zleri aras\u0131nda en pop\u00fcler ve anlaml\u0131 olan s\u00f6zleri sizler i\u00e7in derledik ve T\u00fcrk\u00e7e\u2019ye \u00e7evirdik. Arundhati Roy s\u00f6zlerini ve T\u00fcrk\u00e7e anlamlar\u0131n\u0131 a\u015fa\u011f\u0131dan inceleyebilirsiniz.<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201cTo love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">&#8220;Sevmek. Sevilmek. Kendi \u00f6nemsizli\u011finizi asla unutmamak i\u00e7in. Konu\u015fulmayan \u015fiddete ve \u00e7evrenizdeki ya\u015fam\u0131n kaba e\u015fitsizli\u011fine asla al\u0131\u015fmamak. En \u00fcz\u00fcc\u00fc yerlerde sevin\u00e7 aramak i\u00e7in. \u0130nine g\u00fczelli\u011fi takip etmek. Neyin karma\u015f\u0131k oldu\u011funu ya da neyin basit oldu\u011funu karma\u015f\u0131kla\u015ft\u0131rmamak. G\u00fcc\u00fcne sayg\u0131 duymak, asla iktidara. Her \u015feyden \u00f6nce, izlemek i\u00e7in. Anlamaya \u00e7al\u0131\u015fmak. Asla uza\u011fa bakmamak i\u00e7in. Ve asla, asla unutmamak i\u00e7in. \u201d<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201cThat&#8217;s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201cDikkatsiz kelimeler bunu yapar. \u0130nsanlar\u0131n seni biraz daha az sevmesini sa\u011fl\u0131yorlar. \u201d<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201c&#8230;the secret of the Great Stories is that they have no secrets. The Great Stories are the ones you have heard and want to hear again. The ones you can enter anywhere and inhabit comfortably. They don\u2019t deceive you with thrills and trick endings. They don\u2019t surprise you with the unforeseen. They are as familiar as the house you live in. Or the smell of your lover\u2019s skin. You know how they end, yet you listen as though you don\u2019t. In the way that although you know that one day you will die, you live as though you won\u2019t. In the Great Stories, you know who lives, who dies, who finds love, who doesn\u2019t. And yet you want to know again. That is their mystery and their magic.\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201c&#8230; B\u00fcy\u00fck \u00d6yk\u00fclerin s\u0131rr\u0131, s\u0131rlar\u0131n\u0131n olmamas\u0131d\u0131r. B\u00fcy\u00fck Hikayeler duydu\u011funuz ve tekrar duymak istediklerinizdir. Her yere girip rahat\u00e7a ya\u015fayabilece\u011finiz ki\u015filer. Sizi heyecan ve hile sonlar\u0131yla aldatm\u0131yorlar. Seni \u00f6ng\u00f6r\u00fclemeyenlerle \u015fa\u015f\u0131rtm\u0131yorlar. Ya\u015fad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131z ev kadar tan\u0131d\u0131k geliyorlar ya da sevgilinizin cildinin kokusu. Nas\u0131l bittiklerini biliyorsunuz, ama hen\u00fcz dinlemiyorsunuz gibi dinliyorsunuz. Bir g\u00fcn \u00f6lece\u011finizi bilmenize ra\u011fmen, sanki \u00f6lmeyecekmi\u015f gibi ya\u015fars\u0131n\u0131z. B\u00fcy\u00fck \u00d6yk\u00fcler&#8217;de kimin ya\u015fad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131, kimin \u00f6ld\u00fc\u011f\u00fcn\u00fc, kimin sevgi buldu\u011funu, kimin bilmedi\u011fini biliyorsunuz. Yine de tekrar bilmek istiyorsun. Bu onlar\u0131n gizemi ve sihridir. \u201d<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201cAnd the air was full of Thoughts and Things to Say. But at times like these, only the Small Things are ever said. Big Things lurk unsaid inside.\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201cVe hava D\u00fc\u015f\u00fcnceler ve S\u00f6ylenecek \u015eeyler ile doluydu. Ancak bu gibi zamanlarda, sadece K\u00fc\u00e7\u00fck \u015eeyler s\u00f6ylenir. \u0130\u00e7eride s\u00f6ylenmeyen B\u00fcy\u00fck \u015eeyler var. \u201d<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201cIf you&#8217;re happy in a dream, does that count?\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201cBir r\u00fcyada mutluysan, bu \u00f6nemli mi?\u201d<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201cThis was the trouble with families. Like invidious doctors, they knew just where it hurt.\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201cBu aileler i\u00e7in sorun oldu. \u00c7aresiz doktorlar gibi, onlar sadece nerede yaraland\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 biliyorlard\u0131. \u201d<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201cChange is one thing. Acceptance is another.\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201cDe\u011fi\u015fim bir \u015fey. Kabul ba\u015fka bir \u015fey. \u201d<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201cThe only dream worth having is to dream that you will live while you are alive, and die only when you are dead. To love, to be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and vulgar disparity of the life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201cSahip olmaya de\u011fer tek r\u00fcya, hayatta oldu\u011funuzda ya\u015fayaca\u011f\u0131n\u0131z\u0131 ve sadece \u00f6ld\u00fc\u011f\u00fcn\u00fczde \u00f6lece\u011finizi hayal etmektir. Sevmek, sevilmek. Kendi \u00f6nemsizli\u011finizi asla unutmamak i\u00e7in. \u00c7evrenizdeki ya\u015fam\u0131n a\u00e7\u0131klanamayan \u015fiddetine ve kaba e\u015fitsizli\u011fine asla al\u0131\u015fmamak. En \u00fcz\u00fcc\u00fc yerlerde sevin\u00e7 aramak i\u00e7in. \u0130nine g\u00fczelli\u011fi takip etmek. Neyin karma\u015f\u0131k oldu\u011funu ya da neyin basit oldu\u011funu karma\u015f\u0131kla\u015ft\u0131rmamak. G\u00fcc\u00fcne sayg\u0131 duymak, asla iktidara. \u0130zlemek i\u00e7in her \u015feyden \u00f6nce. Anlamaya \u00e7al\u0131\u015fmak. Asla uza\u011fa bakmamak i\u00e7in. Ve asla, asla unutmamak i\u00e7in. \u201d<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>\u201cBut what was there to say? Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely throat. Only that a hard honey-colored shoulder had a semicircle of teeth marks on it. Only that they held each other close, long after it was over. Only that what they shared that night was not happiness, but hideous grief. Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.\u201d<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201cAma s\u00f6ylenecek ne vard\u0131? Sadece g\u00f6zya\u015f\u0131 vard\u0131. Sadece bu Sessizlik ve Bo\u015fluk, y\u0131\u011f\u0131lm\u0131\u015f ka\u015f\u0131klar gibi bir araya geldi. Sadece g\u00fczel bir bo\u011faz dibindeki oyuklarda bir bo\u011fulma oldu\u011funu. Sadece bal renginde sert bir omuzun \u00fczerinde yar\u0131m daire di\u015f izleri vard\u0131. Sadece bittikten \u00e7ok sonra birbirlerini yak\u0131n tuttular. Sadece o gece payla\u015ft\u0131klar\u0131 \u015fey mutluluk de\u011fil, i\u011fren\u00e7 kederdi. Sadece bir kez daha A\u015fk Yasalar\u0131n\u0131 \u00e7i\u011fnediler. Bu kimin sevilmesi gerekti\u011fini ortaya koydu. Ve nas\u0131l. Ve ne kadar.&#8221;<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">\u201cShe wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\">\u201cSa\u00e7\u0131nda \u00e7i\u00e7ekler giydi ve g\u00f6zlerinde sihirli s\u0131rlar ta\u015f\u0131d\u0131. Kimseyle konu\u015fmad\u0131. Nehir k\u0131y\u0131s\u0131nda saatler ge\u00e7irdi. Sigara i\u00e7iyor ve gece yar\u0131s\u0131 y\u00fcz\u00fcyor &#8230; \u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Arundhati Roy ingilizce s\u00f6zleri aras\u0131nda en pop\u00fcler ve anlaml\u0131 olan s\u00f6zleri sizler i\u00e7in derledik ve T\u00fcrk\u00e7e\u2019ye \u00e7evirdik. Arundhati Roy s\u00f6zlerini ve T\u00fcrk\u00e7e anlamlar\u0131n\u0131 a\u015fa\u011f\u0131dan inceleyebilirsiniz. \u201cTo love. To be loved.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":13617,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2392],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13616","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-ingilizce-unlu-sozleri"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13616","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13616"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13616\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13617"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13616"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13616"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.konusarakogren.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13616"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}