My greatest wish – other than salvation – was to have a book.
YANN MARTELIt’s important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go. Otherwise you are left with words you should have said but never did, and your heart is heavy with remorse.
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Zoo is an artificial territory, an approximation. Civilization is our natural territory.
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Everything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
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The reason death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity – it’s envy.
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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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First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the first.
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My suffering left me sad and gloomy.
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Why make dirty what is beautiful, spoil what is perfect? Love.
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In art, something comes of nothing. Out of the thin air and the ether, you create a story. And that is intensely satisfying.
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How true is that necessity is the mother of invention, how very true.
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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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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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Life is an interpretation of a series of facts, and that interpretation is really what life is about. So the division between non-fiction and fiction has a certain logic, but it’s a very limited one. And by and large, it isn’t helpful.
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It’s important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go.
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Even when God seemed to have abandoned me, he was watching. Even when he seemed indifferent to my suffering, he was watching. And when I was beyond all hope of saving, he gave me rest. Then he gave me a sign to continue my journey.
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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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