Oh, How Wonderful

Orhan Pamuk Wins Nobel Prize in Literature

I've only read two of Pamuk's novels--My Name is Red and Snow--but they were both magnificent, beautifully written and fiercely intelligent, compassionately but unflinchingly exposing the failures of East and West and asking vitally important questions about the viability of a meeting point between the two, and about the purpose of art itself. This is a fantastic choice.

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