TV series: Magnificent century (Muhteşem Yüzyıl). Page 9

I drowned in tears of self-love, and no heart will not be my home.

Oh my God, if I knew the object of this love, she cut off my path of retreat, took my heart, my will and disappeared. Oh my God, that's all I have. Why he became so ruthless, why his heart turned to stone? Oh my God, this smoke, this cry, these appeals to you, will be able to hear my favorite? Would he hear me? If I had known! Oh my God, what is this unrest that is the veil in front of my eyes? All this because you mean everything to me. All you have for me. When I am silent, I have before my eyes your love, your way. My time and my bread is you. Oh my God, the place where the body is created from clay, where the seat of the soul and heart? Oh my God, an earthly night with a black face, she could not keep up with your day can't come after my spring fall from a heart of stone. On the lips that conceal feelings and the truth, it's time to shut up.

In this world if you can't endure what happened to you, trouble will not leave you, you can't even make a step forward.

- But if I want this love has ended?
It will end only when I die...

How could I know that my heart is staying for the sake of revenge, re-clogged for love?

None of the fire will not burn me, because I am fire!

Power makes blind and deaf.

I was a companion of boredom and longing and polanenko despair.
I lit the torches of sorrow for expectations.
Daily bird Roch flew to the celestial expanse of desire.
Hoping that some pigeon will bring You the news
Or the cloud will shed a drop of grace in the valley of thirst.

I am writing to you, being in the middle of a great sea. Around me the infinite silence. Sometimes over us appear flocks of birds. A flock that flies so far away from land. When I'm waiting for You, and birds appear. Where do they fly? And is it possible that this Simurgh? Heat-birds that flap their wings over Emerald Mountain to find the truth that lies beyond it. They fly over the sea of Love and reach the valley of Separation. And I turned into the Simurg, who desperately flapping.

We cannot underestimate our enemy. Even if he were an ant, think of it like he's a lion. Never forget about it. Then victory will be ours.

The lust for power, anger, love and hatred - all these are dangerous feelings. And if you don't keep them in check, then it only takes one of them to lead to trouble.

The older we get, the less we of innocence.

In love Shine like the sun, in friendship and brotherhood be pure as a mountain stream, and be blacker than the night, when you hide your faults, be humble like a snake and Nevis as if he were dead. You can be anyone, but or be as you look or look what you are.

She was a woman, her eyes penetrated into my heart, lips, in my mind. Even a single glance I wouldn't trade for anything in this world. Every time she said "Suleiman," I was in Heaven.