Kuma Quotes

Zeleno, volim te, zeleno. Zelen vetar, zelene grane. Brod na moru i konj u planini. Opasana senkom ona sanja na verandi, zelene puti, kose zelene, sa očima od hladnog srebra. Zeleno, volim te, zeleno! Pod lunom Cigankom stvari pilje u nju a ona ih ne vidi. Zeleno, volim te, zeleno! Velike zvezde od inja dolaze sa ribom senke što otvara put zori. Smokva trlja vetar korom svojih grana, a breg, mačak lupež, ježi svoje ljute agave. Ali ko će doći? I odakle? Ona čeka na balkonu, zelene puti, kose zelene, sanjajuci gorko more. -Kume, daću ti konja za kuću, sedlo za njeno ogledalo, nož za njen ogrtač. Kume, dolazim krvareći iz Kabrinih klanaca. -Kad bih mogao, mladiću, lako bi se nagodili. Ali ja više nisam ja niti je moj dom više moj. Kume, hoću da umrem pristojno u svojoj postelji od čelika i, ako je moguce, sa holandskim čaršavima... Zar ne vidiš moju ranu od grudi do grla? -Trista crnih ruža pokrivaju tvoj beli grudnjak. Krv ti vri i miriše oko pojasa. Ali ja više nisam ja niti je moj dom više moj. -Pusti me bar na visoke verande, pusti me da se popnem! Pusti me na zelene verande. Verandice mesečeve, gde kaplje voda. Već se penju dva kuma na visoke verande. Ostavljajući trag krvi. Ostavljajući trag suza. Drhtali su krovovi, fenjerčići od lima. Hiljadu staklenih defova ranjavalo je zoru. Zeleno, volim te, zeleno! Zelen vetar, zelene grane. Dva kuma su se popela. Širok vetar ostavljao je u ustima čudan ukus žuči, mentola i bosiljka. -Kume, gde je, reci mi, gde je tvoje gorko devojče? -Koliko puta te je čekala sveža lica, crne kose, na toj zelenoj verandi. Nad ogledalom bunara Ciganka se njiha. Zelene puti, kose zelene, sa očima od hladnog srebra. Mesečev stalaktit od leda drži je nad vodom. Noć je postala intimna kao mali trg. Pijani su žandari lupali na vrata. Zeleno, volim te, zeleno! Zelene vetar, zelene grane. Brod na moru i konj u planini. - ROMANSA MESECARKA

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and becoming a hero or a demon king or some crazy half-naked barbarian. You know what that was, though? Work. This bear would rather hibernate, thank you very much.

Look at that: The big lug was a trendsetter now. He was the world’s first cordless bungee jumper.

A woman in possession of a bomb is in want of a reason to use it." "Oh god help us, she's been reading old shit again." Kuma said. "Hanging up now," Naira said. "Tell me if anything blows up that's not supposed to." She hung up before Cav could get out more than a mangled " but-" Naira half sensed eyes on her, and half turned to arch a brow at Tarquin. "Pride and Prejudges?" He grinned sheepishly and brushed the hair off his forehead. "I knew you read nonfiction, but somehow fiction didn't fit in with all the... shooting and bombing.

Architecture forms a vital link between people and their surroundings. It acts as a gentle buffer between the fragility of human existence and the vast world outside. How different people choose to build connections in their environment essentially defines those societies and their relationships to conditions around them.

Natural materials always cause unforeseeable problems despite the most careful planning. They break and rot and split. Inconsistencies are both their charm and their drawback, which is precisely why the extra precaution of backing the washi paper with plastic made sense. There was no 'right way' except to admit that different views must coexist. In the end, respecting others' opinions, addressing their criticisms and acknowledging problems is the only way to get things done. If building with natural materials is to be saved, it must be accomplished with humility and hard work, not bombast and confrontation. To this day the washi paper at the Hiroshige Museum remains in good shape.

My bears flew through the middle of the road, scattering frightened townspeople. They’d be fine. I didn’t care. All I knew was that whoever did this wasn’t coming out in one piece.

I had no idea this was happening!” the father moaned. “The boy acted on his own, I promise you!” “So, this has nothing to do with you?” I asked. “Th-that’s right…! Besides, do you think you could get away with doing this to a noble like me?” Hmph. The apple didn’t fall far from the idiot apple tree. He didn’t offer even a single apology. Honestly, I wished he’d just shut up already. My patience had reached its limit, so I went to silence him with a punch—

I was too slow...” said Ellelaura. Nah, she’d gotten here right in the nick of time. I’d halved the power in my bear punch specifically because she’d shouted at me. You could tell because the toad guy hadn’t been blown away, and his guts were still comfortably resting in his body. He was just unconscious and foaming at the mouth—that’s all.

I’d walked around towns and even the capital while in my bear onesie since coming to this world, but I still wasn’t used to people looking at me. It was still super embarrassing. I kind of felt like that sense of embarrassment was what still made me a girl. It was kinda my last bit of femininity, so I couldn’t just throw it out the window.

There were kids holding bear stuffed animals and collecting around Kumayuru and Kumakyu…it was a total overload of bear. If the children had been in bear uniforms, it would’ve been an unbearlievable amount of bear!

I promised to take Luimin tomorrow and told her to stay over for the night. “Yuna, thank you.” Well, it wasn’t like I could kick her out. But Luimin already seemed like a magnet for trouble.

We’re elves. We’re used to waking with the sun,” said Sanya, but Luimin immediately contradicted her. “Sister! What are you talking about? You would have never woken up if I hadn’t been there to wake you. And you never actually get up, no matter how many times I try! On top of that, you were just yawning a moment ago!” A brutal exposé.

Oh, right. I’d decided it’d be a pain to explain away the ten thousand monsters I’d slayed back in the day, so I’d told her about my bear storage. “It’s an item bag better than any other?” Luimin looked at Kumayuru, Kumakyu, my bear house, and my bear puppet. Finally, her eyes finally settled on me. “Just what are you, Yuna?” Uh. Hmm…how could I even answer that? “I’m just your everyday adventurer.” I tried to play it off all cool and urged them to go into the bear house. They didn’t seem to buy it, but at least they didn’t pry anymore.

If you do want to pay us back,” a certain someone said, “then I’d settle for a hug from Yuna!” We decided to ignore that little comment. Yeah, I was definitely just hearing things... But Eriel was definitely looking at me. I pulled my bear hood low over my face and hid from her stare.

In other words, if anyone came near Noa, I’d show them the crest on my knife and, if they still wouldn’t leave us alone—wham! Bear punch. Easy-peasy lemon-squeezy.

Who, me? He said it like I was a detective who always ran into murders wherever she went, or an anime protagonist who’s always stirring up chains of battles with powerful baddies. Nah, I was just your average fifteen-year-old girl in a bear onesie who’d been summoned to this other world by a god. The only trouble I’d stirred up was the tunnel to Mileela and the 10,000 monsters and the stuff at Misa’s birthday party when I’d gone to beat the crap out of people! Which, uh…hmm. Okay, considering how little time I’d actually been here, when you think about it, maybe that did count for a lot of incidents. Now I just felt guilty.

I’d summoned my bears to play with them because I was bored, but that’d tuckered me out. Truly, I was finding new ways to be a fabulously unproductive member of society.

I was pretty sure we’d be able to escape anything as long as we weren’t being attacked by a dragon or something. I’d run into a wyvern before, but never a dragon. People don’t just randomly run into dragons.

Uh. Say what? I gave her an intense, please-don’t-say-anything-too-weird look, but I didn’t get through to her. “Yuna is a collection of absurdities. You’ll always be surprised by her,” Sanya told Mumulute with a smile. A…collection of absurdities? I wasn’t that weird, was I? Then I thought about it, and…uh. Well. Okay, yeah, I could see it.

That was just how Lady Ellelaura was. She was very kind, but a little pushy. And she also acted like I was a dress-up doll once.

So heed my warning: I suggest that you do nothing to upset Master Yuna.

You’re cute, Fina. I’m…nah.” “You’re not nah. You’re cuter than me, Yuna.” And now we were both blushing. A nuclear war of compliments, with mutually assured embarrassment.

I already thought you really don’t follow any rules of common sense,” said Gran, “but I didn’t realize you were this absurd.” “I already knew that,” said Cliff. “Same here,” said Ellelaura. Even Zelef and Botts were nodding along. Huh? Weird? But…I wasn’t even wearing the bear onesie, right? So, you know. Normal. Right? I looked at the three girls, as if to silently ask them, but they didn’t say anything. C’mon, guys, you’re going to make the bear cry!

You’ll tire yourself out trying to follow along with her absurdity,” said Cliff. “She made a bear house overnight in my town. You can’t imagine the commotion.

Milaine snorted. “I’m trying to avoid reality right now. It’s going to be pandemonium once I get back to Crimonia. My checklists have checklists.

I forced my white bear puppet down the tiger’s throat as it bit me, gathered magic, and launched flame magic into its mouth. The flame singed the black tiger’s throat, lungs, and internal organs—that tiger must’ve been burning bright, but it was all worth it.

Well, let this be a learning experience—you can’t judge a book (bear?) by its cover.

There we go. All it took was the testimony of seven-odd people and a monster corpse, and finally he believed me. Truth prevailed.

Maybe I could give him a bear punch. That’d be fine, right? Just as long as I didn’t do it enough to kill him…right? Yes, I could hear the voice of Bear God telling me as much, deep in my heart: Punch this dork. Hallelujah.

I was putting some elbow grease into it, too, of course. I made bears for outside the shop, I made bears for inside the shop, I made bears for outside the shop, and I made bears for inside the shop. (They were very important, everybody said, so I just had to tell you a few extra times.)

You gotta buy something when you want it, whether it’s books or merch or whatever. Impulse buys are just more fun. Plus, I don’t care if it’s a legendary video game mount or a literal real knife for a small child: The harder something is to obtain, the more you want it. And I was nuts for this knife.

I’ll do it tomorrow. I’ll put in actual effort tomorrow. Ah, the mantra of a slacker. Why do something today if it could wait? No reason to force it when the bed was cozy and (best yet) right there.

I’ve heard all about you from Father, Mother, and Flora. After all, my father dumps his work on me and disappears whenever you appear.” He said that with a smile, but there was something foreboding about it. But was that really my fault? I’d just come to visit Princess Flora. I never summoned the king on any of those occasions. He wasn’t blaming me, was he? When I gave the king a hard stare, he cleared his throat.

If they really wanted to make the king work, they should’ve tied him down to his chair. Doing that would force the king to do his job, keep the prince’s workload down, and even prevent the king from bugging me. There, three birds with one stone—or maybe one throne. Also, ropes.

You know what, Yuna? Normal people can’t just go to His Majesty and meet him right away. You need to send a letter days in advance just to see him. You’re the outlier here, not us.

The students shot glances at me. At this point it was too late, but man…would’ve been nice to have a carriage. We stood out like red paint on a white cat. Ellelaura didn’t seem to mind as she walked beside me, but how could she? I walked a lonely road. The only road that I had ever known…

Omos was conscious, but unable to move. He tried to make a commotion once when he woke up, so I used wind magic to toss him into the sky and let him hit the ground several dozen times––with an air cushion over the ground so he wouldn’t die, of course. When he fainted, I’d spray water on him and wake him up. He did beg for death a little, which was fun, but I wasn’t going to let him take the easy way out. There were a ton of things I needed to get out of him, and he needed to ultimately answer for his crimes…but not to me. To the women he captured and enslaved, the families of the people he butchered, and the starving townspeople.

How fortunate for me.” Blitz drew his blade, and…the scarred man named Omos went flying. Because I punched him. He just had a really punchable face, and besides, his yammering was getting on my nerves. I hopped onto him and punched him again. And again. I whaled on his black-and-blue face for a while, though I stopped short of sending him unconscious, of course. “You bastard!” Bear punch, bear punch, bear punch, bear punch! “G-Get away!” he moaned. He reached his hand out to me. Taking his criticism under consideration… Bear punch, bear punch, bear punch, bear punch! “St-Stop…” Nah. Bear punch, bear punch, bear punch, bear punch! His face looked like something an amateur ceramics class would throw away. He tried to extend his hand out to me again…and I knocked it away and kept punching. The man’s hand limply fell to the ground.

This wasn’t Japan or a game world, but a fantasy world. A world. I couldn’t forget that.

Could I ask you about something quick? Please? There’s a favor I need to ask.” “For you? Anything.” Oh, anything? If I was a guy, I guess I would’ve reacted to that differently. Err. Okay, that was a weird thing to think, right? It was enough that I wanted to scream, Please get those melons out of my face. It’s not like I’m jealous or anything, okay?

It’s not like I slayed the thing for fun. The kraken just so happened to be right in my path.” I put my hands on my hips and sniffed. “It was getting in my way.” (My way to some nutritious and oh-so-delicious rice, that was. The kraken was unlucky enough to be standing in the way, or…swimming in the way, maybe.) “It was in your way? You really need to listen to yourself sometime. You sound like a villainous overlord trying to take over the world, or something.” “World domination would be a total pain.

What was so fun about world domination? Sure, you could take over the world…or you could nap and snack and be a person for a while. I read all the light novels about getting reincarnated in another world—usually after some big car or whatever whacked ’em dead and some fantasy stuff happened—and becoming a hero or a demon king or some crazy half-naked barbarian. You know what that was, though? Work. This bear would rather hibernate, thank you very much.

A tunnel,” sighed Cliff with the finality of a funeral. “I’ve always thought your very existence was absurd, but every conversation we have makes it worse.

Everyone loves you, so of course they want to emulate you, Yuna. Just let them,” she told me, but my instincts told me that this was a line I couldn’t let them cross. If I just let it be, I could be patient zero of a bear onesie apocalypse.

No!” said Cliff, slapping his palm to his forehead as if he just now remembered. “Everyone is looking at you. You’re dressed like a bear, after all.” “You’re only realizing that now?” “No, I just forgot how absurd your outfit is. You’ve poisoned my mind without me even realizing.” “Your outfit isn’t weird, Yuna,” Noa cut in, sounding quite serious. “It’s cute, so it’s fine. The people are staring because you look so adorable.” At any rate, it was too late to worry about stares. I couldn’t live comfortably in this world without my bear gear.

But, it was a skill I received from the gods. Gods don’t have to go through crappy cell towers. Probably.

Oh my God, I did not ask to be verbally owned by an entire party of adventurers today. Blitz looked dissatisfied, but how dare he when I was the one being murdered live in front of an entire town?

I wasn’t going to demand music or anything, but I wanted something comforting, so I stretched out my arms and summoned Kumayuru and Kumakyu. My bears nuzzled me. There we go. Loneliness, begone!

I wasn’t going to demand music or anything, but I wanted something comforting, so I stretched out my arms and summoned Kumayuru and Kumakyu. My bears nuzzled me. There we go. Loneliness, begone! Kumayuru and Kumakyu tagged along with me to my left and right, which cheered me right up. I had to admit I was super grateful to the god of this world for giving me these two as my summons.

They took on a golem each, easily defeating them with literal bear punches. That’s right, folks: they’re cute, strong, soft, warm, and even convenient for travel. Every household could use one, and I was lucky enough to have two.

With my report to the Adventurer Guild turned in, I headed to Ellelaura’s estate. When I got there, Fina came running over wearing these lovely clothes. “I’m back, Fina.” “Yunaaaaa!” She latched onto my belly. I caught her against my paunch—that is, the bear onesie’s paunch. Not mine. I’m not the bear. “Fina, you look so cute.” She was wearing these cutesy, frilly clothes. She kind of looked like a little well-to-do lady. It was great. “Not nearly as cute as your bear clothes, Yuna. Besides,” she added, “Lady Ellelaura forced me to wear this!

A short time later the guards returned from the forest. When Cliff listened to their report, he held his forehead for the umpteenth time that day. That wasn’t my fault though, all right?

And so, I summoned Kumayuru and returned to the royal capital, leaving the carpet of monster corpses I’d made behind.

I wanted to dribble him like a soccer ball up and down my property.

The atmosphere in the room changed somehow. “Uhh, what’s gotten into everyone?” I felt like everyone was looking at me differently. “Uhh, Yuna, who are you? Are you really a noble?” Morin cautiously asked me. “I’m not. I’m a normal adventurer.” “But the king seemed to be so friendly with you.” “We just happened to have an opportunity to meet each other.” “But the king himself came over to your house.” “That was just because he wanted to have some pudding.” “But…

What is Yuna?” I didn’t know that either. She was a mysterious person in bear clothes who had Kumayuru and Kumakyu, was an adventurer, saved an orphanage, and cured my mom. I wondered if Yuna had family. She hadn’t talked about her family even once. I’m sure there was a reason for that, but I couldn’t ask her. No matter what she wore, Yuna saved my life, and she was my favorite person.

I led the two along to the shop…and when they saw it, they froze. “Yuna, you said this was a shop. This is a mansion.” It loomed before them. I shrugged. “Former mansion, future shop. What even are words, right?” “This is going to be a shop? You mean we’re going to sell bread out of a mansion?

Sure, it was an order from the king, but I still needed to be grateful for this benevolent pudding conspiracy.

Plus, no cheese would mean the death of pizza as we know it, y’know? And I can’t just abandon this village to the goblins either.” “Are you really going?” “For the glory of cheese.

They weren’t prejudices. In manga and novels, they were facts.

What kind of villain did they think I was? I healed you, so pay me! If you don’t, I’ll take your daughters! Well, if I were a villain and a lolicon, I guess it might go something like this… “Heh heh heh, if you want to pay me back, well you’ve got two charming daughters, haven’t you?” Obviously, I needed to clear up the misunderstanding.

More than a whole month had passed since I’d changed worlds. My bear costume had become famous around town. It was kind of scary how quickly I’d gotten used to it. I no longer felt embarrassed. “Bear girl.” “Ms. Bear.” “Little cub.” “The Bloody Bear.” Though there were many names people used, they all referred to me. I still couldn’t butcher a kill, but I’d gotten used to defeating monsters. The gamer life had prepared me well. I’d met Fina, and there were tons of interesting things about this world, too. Though I hadn’t gotten a letter or message from the god/admin/whatever it was since that first day, I was grateful they’d brought me here.

You go ahead, then. Don’t do anything ridiculous until I get there.

Its body thrashed, shaking the ground, but after a while its movements weakened, and in the end, it stopped moving. Just between you and me: there was a smell like prime barbecue that wafted out of its mouth.

I couldn’t tell him my fireballs had walked their way down its digestive tract on stubby little bear legs.

When night fell, the bears stirred. They ran through the streets in the cover of dark. Wouldn’t it be better to use a transport gate, you say? Cards on the table, I just really wanted to run through town on a bear.

May I ask why she feels that way about me?” “You’ll need to ask her yourself.” I doubted I’d get an answer even if I kept pressing her. Milaine was that kind of woman.

That girl dressed as an adorable bear…that girl dressed as an adorable bear had come abruptly into our lives, given us food, given the children work, and even given us proper wages. She completely changed our situation. The children were laughing, and smiles seemed to spread within the orphanage. We could eat our fill. I no longer saw sad children going hungry. We had warm places to sleep. We no longer had to sleep in the cold. It was an unshakable fact that the one who had given us all of that was the bear girl. I decided I would trust in Yuna from now on.

All she was thinking about were the orphans and how to make it so that anyone could have access to eggs. Was this girl really fifteen? If she told me she was a merchant’s daughter, I probably would have believed her. She was a kindhearted girl and an important friend to my daughter. I would work as hard as I could to repay even a sliver of my debt to her.

I feel like everything I thought was common sense is crumbling away,” said Noa as Fina led her along to the bath.

That’s why I told you not to mess with the bear,” an adventurer at the back murmured. “You knew about that bear?” “Yeah, I know how terrifying and powerful it is. That’s why I told you to stop.” I must not have been the only adventurer visiting from Crimonia. With the way he was cowering, he might’ve been one I’d beaten.

This time I’ll treat this as a drunk acting out of line, but please don’t cause any more trouble, Ms. Yuna. It seems to follow you wherever you go.” I couldn’t argue with that.

I myself had suffered the slings and arrows and other projectiles of people judging me based on how I looked. People should be free to eat what they want and wear what they want.

Thanks to the free samples, the shortcakes were selling like hotcakes.

I never thought that I’d regret agreeing to that shop. If only I’d visited it at least once and seen it, I never would’ve let them make that monstrosity...

Was it me, or were bear enthusiasts proliferating? Well, my bears were cute, so it was only natural.

Imagining the adventurers and townspeople of the capital wearing onesies like me—and onesies flooding the capital in general—was giving me psychic damage. A sea of onesie-wearers joining me would be mortifying. If that ever happened, it’d spell the end of human fashion for all of history.

1965 Türkiyesi Sayın İnönü, 27 Mayıs'tan sonra da, 1946'da başladığı denemenin başarısı için elinden geleni yaptı: 27 Mayıs'ı, "İlk Hedefler Beyannamesi" sınırları içinde tuttu. Seçim sonrası huzursuzluklarını ve darbe teşebbüs­lerini önledi. En güç durumlarda dahi, soğukkanlı ve güler yüzlü bir idarenin örneğini verdi. Ekonomik durgunluğu giderdi. İşçilere geniş haklar tanıdı. Fındık, tütün, buğday fiyatlarını yükselterek, köylü kütlesi­ni kazanmaya çalıştı. Ümit etmekteydi ki, artık yeni hir demirkırat dene­mesi önlenecek ve 27 Mayıs Anayasası çerçevesinde kalkınmanın zorun­lu kıldığı reformlara el atılacaktır. Ümitler gerçekleşmedi ve CHP, Menderes dönemindekinden çok daha büyük bir yenilgiyle karşılaştı. CHP, servet beyannamesi, vergi açıklaması, tarım vergisi, Sovyetler'le yakınlaşma gibi teşebbüslerden ve Toprak Reformu sözlerinden ürken varlıklı üyelerinin ihanetine uğradı. CHP'li eşraf ve ağa takımı, etkileri altındaki seçmenleri de peşlerinden sürükleyerek reformcu gidişe karşı durdular. CHP "ortanın solundayız" yerine, "sağındayız" da dese, hakim sınıf çıkarlarına dokunan tedbirler yüzünden bu ihaneti tanıyacaktı. CHP reformculuğunu son derece yetersiz bulan ilerici unsurların hir kısmı da, açık, seçik ve tutarlı hir programla ortaya çıkan TİP'e kaydılar. Böylece 20 yıllık deneme, halktan yana her türlü reform fikrine karşı çıktığı halde, fakir köylü ve işçinin oylarını toplayan Menderes politikası şampiyon­larını, büyükçe bir çoğunlukla yeniden iktidara getirdi. 20 yıllık denemenin ortaya koyduğu sonuç şudur: "Feodal kalıntılardan hâlâ kurtulamamış ve az sayıdaki işçisi dahi bölgesel bağlılıkların etkisi altında bulunan bir toplumda Parlâmentoculuk, geri unsurların egemenliğini sağlamaktadır. Halbuki azgelişmiş bir ülkede sistemin yaşaması ve istikrara kavuşması, Parlâmento'nun zorunlu reformları gerçekleştire­bilmesine bağlıdır. Aşırı sağcı çoğunluklar getiren sistem ise, reform yol­larını tıkamakta ve toplumun azınlıktaki dinamik unsurları arasında hoşnutsuzluğu körüklemektedir. Bu durum yalnız Türkiye'ye özgü değildir. Güney Amerika'da etraflı bir sosyolojik araştırmaya girişen Fransız siyasî bilimler uzmanı Lambert bizimkine hayli benzer bir sosyal yapıya sahip bulunan ülkelerin çoğunda, parlamenter sistemin aşırı muhafazakarlığın güçlü bir aracı olduğunu or­taya koymuştur. Reformcu güçler, sistemin dışına çıkış yolları aramış­lardır. Prof. Duverger de "Politikaya Giriş" adlı eserinde şu acı hükme varmaktadır: "Modern usullerin görünüşü altında eski feodal otokrasi rejimleri işler. Demokratik usuller, eski rejimlerin yıkılmasına yardım etmek şöyle dursun onları gizleyerek devam etmesini sağlar." Bu ölçüde kötümserliğe elbette yer yoktur. Yalnız, çok önceden başla­yan temel hâtâlar yüzünden, azgelişmişliğin bütün zincirlerini kırmak için yeterli olan yirmi yıllık bir süreyi israf ettiğimizi daha uzun yıllar israfa ha­zırlandığımızı bilmek gerekir. Reformcu güçlerin sosyal yanı değişmediği sürece gelecek seçimlerde de başarısızlıklara uğraması mümkündür. Ho­şumuza gitmiyor diye, başını kuma sokunca kem gözlerden korunduğunu sanan devekuşları gibi bu acı gerçeği görmekten kaçamayız. Türkiye'de Anayasa düzeninin bugün en samimi savunucuları, hiç şüphe yok, reformcu güçlerdir. Bu düzeni yaşatmak için, reformcular, ellerinden gelen çabayı gösterecekler ve Parlâmento-Devrim çelişmesine, demokratik bir çözüm yolu arayacaklardır. Açık gerçekleri olduğu gibi görmekten kaçınmayan bir tutum bugünkü çıkmazdan kurtulma çabasının sağlam bir hareket noktasını teşkil etmesi bakımından önemlidir. Rejimler hayallere değil gerçeklere dayanarak uzun ömürlü olurlar. Anayasadan ve reformlardan yana güçler, Türkiye'nin daha uzun süre zaman israfına tahammülü kalmadığını göz önünde tutarak, demokratik devrim yolunu açma durumundadırlar. Yön, Sayı 135, 29 Ekim 1965

Sorry, a merchant from Elfanica bought all of the bear figurines. We’re all out,” she said. “There’s been more demand for bears lately. I know you must love bears, so I’m sorry for the inconvenience.” She was eyeing my bear clothes as she said this. That wasn’t why I dressed like this. Still, the worker was giving me a knowing smile. I wished she wouldn’t look at me like that. “I do wonder why bears are selling so well.

He did beg for death a little, which was fun, but I wasn’t going to let him take the easy way out.

For the glory of cheese.

– Jaki tam z Kuma Polak. Normalny człowiek, jak my.

But if wishes were horses, beggars would ride.

I’ve always thought your very existence was absurd, but every conversation we have makes it worse.

kumaydım. hangi kokuşmuş, çürümüş çağda yaratmışlardı bu kumalığı?kim yaratmıştı? kuma olmaktan, insanın ruhuyla, bedeniyle tutsak olmasından daha küçültücü şey var mı dünyada? zavallı kadınlar, mezarlarınızdan kalkın! kızlıkları ellerinden zorla alınmış kadınların, aşağılanmış kadınların ruhları, kalkın! kalkın, kötü dünyaları, pis dünyaları titretin! ben çağırıyorum sizi, ben, sonuncunuz! ben, başkaldıran kuma!

即便面對的是極不合理的命令，唯有冷靜應對的人才能存活。

Maybe I should exercise? Nah. I wasn’t the type.

So his name was Jyubei because of his scar. I was glad he wasn’t named Jubei instead after the little girls’ anime from my world. If he stuck on an eye patch and named himself after a shoujo anime, that’d be a different kind of alarming.

I tried to think of which route would have successfully gotten me to agree, but because I was such a tricky person, I couldn’t think of any easy method. I guess I was kind of the impossible-to-win-over girl from a dating sim.

Jeez, I guess I am, like, the most difficult route to capture in a dating sim, huh?

But I do wonder why she dresses as a bear.” You and everyone else, lady.

You gotta buy something when you want it, whether it’s books or merch or whatever. Impulse buys are just more fun.

Ah, that name again," Callian said. "When will I get to meet the mysterious Roo?" "I can take you to meet her," Kuma said with a shy smile. "Later today, if you want." "Make sure she's in the right kind of mood first," Raffa added. "If she's not, I wouldn't go anywhere near her--she can be pretty ferocious." "Shakes, you're making her sound like--like a bear or something," Callian said. Raffa and Kuma exchanged puzzled glances. "You didn't tell him?" Raffa asked. Kuma frowned a little. "I guess it never came up," she said. "What never came up?" Callian was clearly confused. "She is a bear," Kuma said. Callian shrugged. "Some folks are just grumpier than others, I guess." Raffa snorted. "No, she's a bear. A really big one." He stretched his arm overhead to indicate Roo's height. Callian looked at Raffa. "A bear" Raffa nodded Callian turned to Kuma. "A bear?' "A bear," she said. "Um, are you-- is she--" "A bear," they said together. A pause. "Okay," Callian said at least. "A bear.

But that doesn’t make it any less unfair! I wanted to yell. I couldn’t though, considering I was wearing armor from god. I was the walking definition of unfair.

boss-kaga haduu nacasyahay ogsoonow kuma shaqaalaysiiyeen haduu sidaa dhaamni lahaa.

But can there ever be a 100 per-cent achievement in architecture? I only distrust those who take that level of satisfaction in their work. All building materials harm the environment in some way, whether in production or transportation or assembly.

Nature is synonymous with change and potential. Whatever seems fixed and immutable within our myopic human time-span, is still in flux over glacial aeons because it's free particles.

Cutting stone to the optimum basic size for building secure, aesthetically pleasing combinations was tantamount to establishing the smallest prime integer without which there would be no arithmetic or geometry. Working by trial and error with units, Greek mathematical thinking arrived at the idea of beautiful proportions, which in turn formed the basis of all the arts, not just architecture. Masonry as a method led to principles that eventually came to govern the whole of western art.