I thought a post on melancholy would fit well into the autumn feel that is slowly creeping into our lives. In the psyche  of the western readers who found their way into the city through Pamuk's memoirs or in the lives  of many of my fellow...
"When Istanbullus grow a bit older and feel their fates intertwining with that of the city, they come to welcome the cloak of melancholy that brings their lives a contentment, an emotional depth, that almost look like happiness. Until then they rage against...