Any writer will be happy and good only if they know what they’re doing and why they’re doing it.
YANN MARTELMy gratitude to him is as boundless as the Pacific ocean.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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Everything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
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Atheists are my brothers and sisters of a different faith, and every word they speak speaks of faith. Like me, they go as far as the legs of reason will carry them — and then they leap.
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The worst pair of opposites is boredom and terror. Sometimes your life is a pendulum swing from one to the other.
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I find that movies tend to fix the aesthetics of a story in people’s minds.
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I 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.
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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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Why make dirty what is beautiful, spoil what is perfect? Love.
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I am reminded of a story of Lord Krishna when he was a cowherd. Every night he invites the milkmaids to dance with him in the forest. They come and they dance. The night is dark, the fire in their midst roars and crackles, the beat of the music gets ever faster.
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Don’t you bully me with your politeness!
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In that, being famous was no different from being gay, or Jewish, or from a visible minority: you are who you are, and then people project onto you some notion they have.
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Quickly you make rash decisions. You dismiss your last allies: hope and trust. There, you’ve defeated yourself. Fear, which is but an impression, has triumphed over you.
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Life on a lifeboat isn’t much of a life.
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First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the first.
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War subjects itself to transportation in a way that we find acceptable.
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That’s what fiction is about, isn’t it, the selective transforming of reality? The twisting of it to bring out its essence?
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