Everything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
YANN MARTELI go to mass every Sunday, but love going to mosques too. Muslims pray in a beautiful way.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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Artists invent things as a way of telling the truth.
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There is no doubt in my mind that that feral giraffes and feral hippos have been living in Tokyo for generations without seeing a soul.
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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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Misery loves company, and madness calls it forth.
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Afterwards, when it’s all over, you meet God. What do you say to God?
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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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To 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.
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I wept like a child. It was not because I was overcome at having survived my ordeal, though I was. Nor was it the presence of my brothers and sisters, though that too was very moving.
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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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We commonly say in the trade that the most dangerous animal in a zoo is Man.
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Just do it. Get it down on the page. Work hard. And then let go. Ask yourself why you want to write. You have to be clear about that.
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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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The dorado did the most extraordinary thing as it died: it began to flash all kinds of colours in rapid succession. Blue, green, red, gold, and violet flickered and shimmered neon-like on its surface as it struggled. I felt I was beating a rainbow to death.
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The presence of God is the finest of rewards.
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Life on a lifeboat isn’t much of a life.
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