How long does it take for a broken spirit to kill a body that has food, water and shelter?
YANN MARTELThe idea of a flip book still really appeals to me. That idea of fiction and non-fiction.
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I would like to add a third, to wit, the rapid and direct approch of a known killer
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Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud.
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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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The reason death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity – it’s envy.
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He’s a shy man. Life has taught him not to show off what is most precious to him.
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I was giving up. I would have given up – if a voice hadn’t made itself heard in my heart. The voice said “I will not die. I refuse it. I will make it through this nightmare.
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The worst pair of opposites is boredom and terror. Sometimes your life is a pendulum swing from one to the other.
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We were, literally and figuratively, in the same boat.
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The presence of God is the finest of rewards.
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A movie will do in one second, with one image, what it will take a novelist at least a page to describe.
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There are always those who take it upon themselves to defend God… These people fail to realize that it is on the inside that God must be defended, not on the outside.
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Art is a gift: you create and then you give away. How readers receive that gift is their business. If they hate it, that’s their response to it. Others respond by liking it. Either way, that is their interaction with the book, which is no longer mine.
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We always see the Holocaust in terms of black-and-white images, barking Germans, cowering Jews.
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The moon was a sharply defined crescent and the sky was perfectly clear. The stars shone with such fierce, contained brilliance that it seemed absurd to call the night dark.
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I did not count the days or the weeks or the months. Time is an illusion that only makes us pant. I survived because I forgot even the very notion of time.
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