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If you stumble about believability, what are you living for? Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. God is hard to believe, ask any believer. What is your problem with hard to believe?

Yann Martel

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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Beautiful Jealous Life
Stories–individual stories, family stories, national stories–are what stitch together the disparate elements of human existence into a coherent whole. We are story animals.
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Animal Stories Together
Quickly you make rash decisions. You dismiss your last allies: hope and trust. There, you’ve defeated yourself. Fear, which is but an impression, has triumphed over you.
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Allies Decision Over You
Music is a bird’s answer to the noise and heaviness of words. It puts the mind in a state of exhilarated speechlessness.
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Answers Bird Mind
…for everything has a trace of the divine in it.
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Divine Everything Trace
It is true that those we meet can change us, sometimes so profoundly that we are not the same afterwards, even unto our names.
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Book Life Names Sometimes
As much as I love movies, it would be presumptuous of me to think that I know how to make one.
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Movie Love Thinking
The reason death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity – it’s envy.
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Envy Reason Sticks
Much hostile and aggressive behaviour among animals is the expression of social insecurity.
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Animal Expression Insecurity
If you don’t have dreams, how do you maneuver reality? Where do you get the ideas to change reality if not from dreams?
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Dream Ideas Reality
Reality is how we interpret it. Imagination and volition play a part in that interpretation. Which means that all reality is to some extent a fiction.
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Fiction Mean Play Reality
I go to mass every Sunday, but love going to mosques too. Muslims pray in a beautiful way.
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Beautiful Mosques Sunday
To lose your father is to lose the one whose guidance and help you seek, who supports you like a tree trunk supports its branches. To lose your mother, well, that is like losing the sun above you. It is like losing–I’m sorry, I would rather not go on.
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Father Guidance Lose Supports
I thought they were helping me. I was so full of trust in them that I felt grateful as they carried me in the air. Only when they threw me overboard did I begin to have doubts.
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Air Doubt Grateful
If you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn’t love hard to believe?
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Belief Believe Book Life
Life is a peephole, a single tiny entry onto a vastness–how can I not dwell on this brief, cramped view of things? This peephole is all I’ve got!
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Tiny Vastness Views

If you stumble about believability, what are you living for? Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. God is hard to believe, ask any believer. What is your problem with hard to believe?

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If you stumble about believability, what are you living for? Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. God is hard to believe, ask any believer. What is your problem with hard to believe?

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