Diary of a Table Tennis Player or the Way of the Warrior

Diary of a Table Tennis Player or The Way of the Warrior Book Description

I am afraid of losing my loved ones, I become smaller as I lose my loved ones, the strengthening of my will does not prevent my sadness from growing.

He wanted to explain what he did the night before he entered the mental hospital. To listen; Maybe bending over, living in a house with low ceilings or washing, who knows, maybe telling.

Completion is death. When the nut is tightly clamped to the bolt, when the sword enters the sheath with blood, when the flower produced by the seed sheds its petals...

When the sun rises in the desert, people worship the shadows. It is thought that the fine sand will gradually dominate all bodies.

If you want to change the song in the flow of the stream, move the stones, the sounds will change and each note will turn into a stone under the sakuras.

The dreamer, who was searching for a plant called Yage, ate the plant at sunrise and was said to be outside his body for six hours. When we read this, the people of Izmir cut the bottom of the Mexican cactus in the newly opened park, put it in a sheath and brought it home. They boiled and drank the water and said, "We waited for death for two days." The borders are sharp; The avenger is sharp as a sword, the alliance is smooth; calm like still water.

Every traveler inevitably enters the path of return, and completes the circle by going both forward and backward. The bell rings and students run to their classes, warriors ride to the enemy shouting, they learn about death; either with poison given with compassion or with a sword that cuts without mercy!

When there is a listener, the song reaches its home.
(From the Promotional Bulletin)



Number of Pages: 102

Year of Printing: 2014


Language: Turkish
Publisher: Esen Kitap

First Printing Year: 2014

Language: Turkish