We don’t want any invention. We want the ‘straight facts,’ as you say in English.” Isn’t telling about something–using words, English or Japanese–already something of an invention? Isn’t just looking upon this world already something of an invention?
YANN MARTELIf you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn’t love hard to believe?
More Yann Martel Quotes
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Life will defend itself no matter how small it is.
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How long does it take for a broken spirit to kill a body that has food, water and shelter?
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The planet is populated by human beings, of which there are only two sexes, and the role of the writer is to explore otherness, other realities. So the idea of a man exploring what it’s like to be a woman doesn’t strike me as being that wild or crazy an idea.
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Mockery be damned, my urine looked delicious.
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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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Artists invent things as a way of telling the truth.
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Everything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
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When you’ve suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.
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I know zoos are no longer in people’s good graces. Religion faces the same problem. Certain illusions about freedom plague them both.
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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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First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the first.
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The three religions because I wanted to discuss faith, not organized religion, so wanted to relativize organized religion by having Pi practice three.
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I explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory.
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War subjects itself to transportation in a way that we find acceptable.
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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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