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I can well imagine an athiest’s last words: “White, white! L-L-Love! My God!” – and the deathbed leap of faith.

Yann Martel

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
I find that movies tend to fix the aesthetics of a story in people’s minds.
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Mind People Stories
The language of prose is very different than the language of cinema, so the movie has to successfully translate what was in the book.
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Book Cinema Different
First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the first.
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Firsts Fit Wonder
How true is that necessity is the mother of invention, how very true.
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Invention Mother True Very
Their faces go red, their chests heave mightily, they sputter angry words. The degree of their indignation is astonishing. Their resolve is frightening.
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Astonishing Frightening Indignation
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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Christianity Devotion God Religion
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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Dark Moon Stars
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
That’s what fiction is about, isn’t it, the selective transforming of reality? The twisting of it to bring out its essence?
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Essence Fiction Reality
A realization that the founding principle of existence is what we call love, which works itself out sometimes not clearly, not cleanly, not immediately, nonetheless ineluctably.
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Inspirational Life Principles
Mockery be damned, my urine looked delicious.
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Delicious Mockery.Urine
The blackness would stir and eventually go away, and God would remain, a shining point of light in my heart. I would go on loving.
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Heart Light Shining
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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Illusion Months Week
…for everything has a trace of the divine in it.
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Divine Everything Trace
I explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory.
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Left Memories Place

I can well imagine an athiest’s last words: “White, white! L-L-Love! My God!” – and the deathbed leap of faith.

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I can well imagine an athiest’s last words: “White, white! L-L-Love! My God!” – and the deathbed leap of faith.

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