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.
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.
YANN MARTELYou may not believe in life, but I don’t believe in death. Move on!
YANN MARTELEverything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
YANN MARTELIn a movie, you need good actors, whereas in a book, you don’t, unless you have a really bad imagination. In a book, your imagination will do the acting for you. Also, the process of revelation is often different. Tension is achieved in a different way.
YANN MARTELThe idea of a flip book still really appeals to me. That idea of fiction and non-fiction.
YANN MARTELArt is a gift: you create and then you give away. How readers receive that gift is their business. If they hate it, that’s their response to it. Others respond by liking it. Either way, that is their interaction with the book, which is no longer mine.
YANN MARTELNothing beats reason for keeping tigers away. But be excessively reasonable and you risk throwing out the universe with the bathwater.
YANN MARTELReality 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.
YANN MARTELCan there be any happiness greater than the happiness of salvation?
YANN MARTELWhen you’ve suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.
YANN MARTELI did not count the days or the weeks or the months. Time is an illusion that only makes us pant. I survived because I forgot even the very notion of time.
YANN MARTELIndia is a place where all stories are possible. You forget that the imagination can take hold of anything and contemplate it and love it and describe it.
YANN MARTELMy feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.
YANN MARTELI went about the job in a direct way. I took the hatchet in both my hands and vigorously beat the fish on the head with the hammerhead (I still didn’t have the stomach to use the sharp edge).
YANN MARTEL…for everything has a trace of the divine in it.
YANN MARTELPeople always seek to compare. They can take the new, but only if it is somehow connected to the familiar.
YANN MARTEL