Kemal Bey is constantly speaking in his mind and therefore to me. Throughout the journey of the book. But when I with him have to suffer, feel desperate for a way-out like he does, it is cruelty to think therefore that his loss would not affect me deeply. If you are a good artist - that you are, you should know, I lived in those streets that you portrayed, you can not kill hope in that new world for me. There should be a light after despair.

“She looked out the window; in her eyes was the light that you see only in children arriving at a new place, or in young people still open to new influences, still curious about the world because they have not yet been scarred by life.” ― Orhan Pamuk, The Museum of Innocence