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My suffering left me sad and gloomy.

Yann Martel

There is nothing more satisfying than having a sentence fall into place in a way you feel is right, and then adding another one and then another one. It’s extraordinarily satisfying.
YANN MARTEL

Fall Feels Sentence Way
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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Brother Children Moving Presence
Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love – but sometimes it was so hard to love.
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Faith Go God Letting Opening Up
My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.
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Described Feelings Hardly
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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End Fear Memories Real
Can there be any happiness greater than the happiness of salvation?
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Greater Happiness Salvation
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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Deathbed Light Self White
…for everything has a trace of the divine in it.
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Divine Everything Trace
Zoo is an artificial territory, an approximation. Civilization is our natural territory.
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Civilization Territory Zoos
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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Beautiful Garden Thinking
My suffering left me sad and gloomy.
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Gloomy Left Suffering
The presence of God is the finest of rewards.
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Finest God Presence Rewards
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
Everything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
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Heart Sea Wind
One moment you are feeling calm, self-possessed, happy. Then fear, disguised in the garb of mild-mannered doubt, slips into your mind like a spy.
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Happy Mannered Mind Possessed Spy
It was as unbelievable as the moon catching fire.
YANN MARTEL

Catching Fire Moon

My suffering left me sad and gloomy.

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