At eighteen the heart shoots like a pebble from a slingshot and the head doesn't sit on the shoulder. — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
We'll dive into the earth together. And if one day a wild flower finds water and springs up from that piece of earth, its… — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
“The most beautiful sea hasn't been crossed yet. The most beautiful child hasn't grown up yet. Our most beautiful days we haven't seen yet.… — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
Looking at this insolent earth, you hear the first battle cry of our species- trap it under a rock and together, screaming, attack and… — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
When the light of the star which flows into my eyes as a drop of gold first pierced the darkness in space, there was… — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
The life of man is long, perhaps longer than necessary Or perhaps it is shorter than necessary? — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
I'm only seven, although I died In Hiroshima long ago, I'm seven now as I was then - When children die, they do not… — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
Separation isnt time or distance its the bridge between us finer than silk thread sharper than swords — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
I've never regretted I was born too soon. I'm proud to be a child of the twentieth century. I'm satisfied to join its ranks… — Naz?m Hikmet Copy Share Image
