Orhan Pamuk Quote

What was venerated as style was nothing more than an imperfection or flaw that revealed the guilty hand.


My Name Is Red (ed. 2011)


What was venerated as style was nothing more than an imperfection or flaw that revealed the guilty hand.

What was venerated as style was nothing more than an imperfection or flaw that revealed the guilty hand.

What was venerated as style was nothing more than an imperfection or flaw that revealed the guilty hand.

What was venerated as style was nothing more than an imperfection or flaw that revealed the guilty hand.