Christianity is a religion in a rush. Look at the world created in seven says. Even on a symbolic lovel, that’s creation in frenzy.
YANN MARTELTo lose a brother is to lose someone with whom you can share the experience of growing old, who is supposed to bring you a sister-in-law and nieces and nephews, creatures who people the tree of your life and give it new branches.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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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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For fear, real fear such as shakes you to your foundation, such as you feel when you are brought face to face with your mortal end, nestles in your memory like a gangrene: it seeks to rot everything, even the words with which to speak of it.
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We think we live in a global village. We don’t. The world is a big and beautiful and incredibly varied place. It can only be known locally, with your two feet on the ground. We should stick to our own gardens, as Voltaire said.
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It was as unbelievable as the moon catching fire.
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I find that movies tend to fix the aesthetics of a story in people’s minds.
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Can there be any happiness greater than the happiness of salvation?
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Atheists are my brothers and sisters of a different faith, and every word they speak speaks of faith. Like me, they go as far as the legs of reason will carry them — and then they leap.
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Nothing beats reason for keeping tigers away. But be excessively reasonable and you risk throwing out the universe with the bathwater.
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The idea of a flip book still really appeals to me. That idea of fiction and non-fiction.
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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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Words are cold, muddy toads trying to understand sprites dancing in a field-but they’re all we have.
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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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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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First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the first.
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War subjects itself to transportation in a way that we find acceptable.
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