"'When I look over the rooftops of Frankfurt in the middle of the night, I sense that the world and my life are not without purpose. I hear sounds inside me...It may just have to do with the fear of getting old and dying,' Ka said with embarrassment. 'If I were an author and Ka were a character in a book, I'd say, 'Snow reminds Ka of God!' But I'm not sure it would be accurate. What brings me close to God is the silence of snow.'" (from: Snow by Orhan Pamuk)
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