You can get used to anything – haven’t I already said that? Isn’t that what all survivors say?
YANN MARTELTheir faces go red, their chests heave mightily, they sputter angry words. The degree of their indignation is astonishing. Their resolve is frightening.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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science can only take you so far and then you have to leap
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There are animals we haven’t stopped by. Don’t think they’re harmless. Life will defend itself no matter how small it is.
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We always see the Holocaust in terms of black-and-white images, barking Germans, cowering Jews.
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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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You must take life the way it comes at you and make the best of it.
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I would like to add a third, to wit, the rapid and direct approch of a known killer
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I wish I could convey the perfection of a seal slipping into water or a spider monkey swinging from point to point or a lion merely turning its head. But language founders in such seas. Better to picture it in your head if you want to feel it.
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Jesus, Mary, Muhammad and Vishnu, how good to see you Richard Parker!
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If you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn’t love hard to believe?
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Life and death live and die in exactly the same spot, the body. It is from there that both babies and cancers are born.
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Don’t you bully me with your politeness!
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A zoo is not an ideal place for an animal – of course the best place for a chimp is the wilds of Tanzania – but a good zoo is a decent, acceptable place.
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It’s amazing how willpower can build walls.
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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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Everything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
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