The Butterfly's Dream (2013)

Kivanç Tatlitug: Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu

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• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : What is beautiful, Is that we're alive,

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Not that one day, We will die.

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : I wish I could remind a beauty of her beauty

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Before mirrors spoke

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : We can't write poems for that girl.

  Rustu Onur : Why not?

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : She didn't shake your hand.

  Rustu Onur : She was scared, nothing extra ordinary.

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Why write poems for someone ordinary?

  Rustu Onur : You wouldn't?

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Would you?

  Rustu Onur : But we're not writing poems for her. The girl's our excuse. Love is an excuse for poetry.

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : You don't catch tuberculosis by shaking hands. Just a little love at most. And that goes away once forgotten.

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : It may be possible to not remember

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Rather than to forget

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : The morning sun floods into my room Through the closed window Wishing me a good morning On the back of the chair my jacket Has no memory of last night And urges not to make a fuss. After which my window chimes in "Good moming, Mr. Muzaffer The streets await you" So the streets await me Good morning

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : They'll say of me When I'm gone "All he did was write poetry" "And wander, hands in pockets, On rainy nights" "Too bad,"they'll say after reading my diary "What a hapless man" "Being defeated by poverty"

• Rustu Onur : Don't invite misery. We have plenty of it already. Keep up your poetry. We're obviously good for nothing else.

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Misery is an excuse for poetry.

• Behcet Necatigil : Why were you rough on her?

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Humankind, sir. If you're nice, they soon forget you.

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Why do pretty girls grow up faster?

  Rustu Onur : The prettiest can never resist a poem.

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : At last we're bringing down the idols.

  Behcet Necatigil : Don't worry, they'll raise new ones.

• Behcet Necatigil : I am without patience You without loyalty What can come of these two wants? Who's the poet?

  Rustu Onur : Yusuf Nabi.

  Behcet Necatigil : Bravo. I'll give you an extra-high grade for that. Give half to your friend here. Good night.

  Rustu Onur : Good night, sir.

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Good night, sir.

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Know that habit you have of reveling in a right answer?

  Rustu Onur : Right, the habit you never have?

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : So memorizing literature makes you literary, does it?

  Rustu Onur : Not knowing it gets you nowhere.

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : I know.

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : I hate you leaving like this. Without a laugh.

  Suzan Özsoy : I have no reason to laugh.

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : You're so beautiful. You can laugh for no reason too.

• Behcet Necatigil : What happens if you find Suzan?

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : No idea.

  Behcet Necatigil : Maybe it'll complete my cure.

• Behcet Necatigil : Just write.

  Rustu Onur : Don't worry, we will.

  Behcet Necatigil : All we know is to keep a record The rest is the will of the Lord

  Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : Whose lines, sir?

  Behcet Necatigil : Anonymous. Good poetry is anonymous.

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : What is beautiful Is that we're alive Not that one day We will Die

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : I wish I could remind a beauty of her beauty Before mirrors spoke

• Muzaffer Tayyip Uslu : You were right. It may be possible to not remember... Rather than to forget.