Then Grandfather would begin to speak of the dreams that would visit him so often as time wore on. ... He'd been dreaming in blue, he'd say: the rain in his dream was the deepest blue, midnight blue, and it was this never- ending blue rain that made his hair and his beard grow even longer.
—Orhan Pamuk, The Black Book, translated by Maureen Freely, 2006
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Marjo Moore writes:
I can't get over that book!! It's so clear why Pamuk got the Nobel. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever read!