For evil in the open is but evil from within that has been let out.
YANN MARTELIf you write genre fiction, you follow the rules, and you have to follow them because readers expect that.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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science can only take you so far and then you have to leap
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I wept heartily over this poor little deceased soul. It was the first sentient being I had ever killed. I was now a killer. I was now as guilty as Cain. I was sixteen years old, a harmless boy, bookish and religious, and now I had blood on my hands. It’s a terrible burden to carry. All sentient life is sacred.
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The reason death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity – it’s envy.
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It is pointless to say that this or that night was the worst of my life. I have so many bad nights to choose from that I’ve made none the champion.
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People always seek to compare. They can take the new, but only if it is somehow connected to the familiar.
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India is a place where all stories are possible. You forget that the imagination can take hold of anything and contemplate it and love it and describe it.
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At moments of wonder, it is easy to avoid small thinking, to entertain thoughts that span the universe, that capture both thunder and tinkle, thick and thin, the near and the far.
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I am reminded of a story of Lord Krishna when he was a cowherd. Every night he invites the milkmaids to dance with him in the forest. They come and they dance. The night is dark, the fire in their midst roars and crackles, the beat of the music gets ever faster.
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I find that movies tend to fix the aesthetics of a story in people’s minds.
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Hindus, in their capacity for love, are indeed hairless Christians, just as Muslims, in the way they see God in everything, are bearded Hindus, and Christians, in their devotion to God, are hat wearing Muslims.
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You bring joy and pain in equal measure. Joy because you are with me, but pain because it wont be for long.
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My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.
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I spent more hours than I can count a quiet witness to the highly mannered, manifold expressions of life that grace our planet. It is something so bright, loud, weird and delicate as to stupefy the senses.
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How long does it take for a broken spirit to kill a body that has food, water and shelter?
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Fiction and nonfiction are not so easily divided. Fiction may not be real, but it’s true; it goes beyond the garland of facts to get to emotional and psychological truths.
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