Euphemisms have an influence on us; kind words leave a beautiful impression that may last for the rest of our lives. What does praise do to us? And how does it affect others when we praise them? Does praise change the world, the houses, the years, and our old streets? A new year’s beginning doesn’t start with an introduction, but with a start itself. It doesn’t end with an epilogue, but with a new beginning. I walk with you along the edges of things, not to introduce them to you, but to teach you how to see them for the first time. On its pages, praise doesn’t dwell in empty words; it wanders through the alleys, stands at the edges of paintings, drinks from the cup of contemplation, and climbs into the voids of oblivion. In this book of lost praises, praise is hesitant, lost, contemplative—and perhaps delayed… But it is sincere, and knows how to choose its direction.The praises for this book aren’t just empty words or empty compliments. They don’t refer to any specific person, but rather to everything in general. It’s a reflection on the beauty that is often overlooked, and on those small details that aren’t usually praised, but which truly deserve attention. Beginnings without any preludes, peaks without any walls to define them, frames that create paintings of pure white, games that aren’t just for entertainment, views from great heights, and trees whose bark reveals fragility, while their interior strength remains unmatched. There are no more places than these spaces, edges where meanings that weren’t given room in the text are revealed.