To lose your father is to lose the one whose guidance and help you seek, who supports you like a tree trunk supports its branches. To lose your mother, well, that is like losing the sun above you. It is like losing–I’m sorry, I would rather not go on.
YANN MARTELEverything was screaming: the sea, the wind, my heart.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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As much as I love movies, it would be presumptuous of me to think that I know how to make one.
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I’m not a consumer. I hate buying clothes. I don’t have a mobile. I just don’t need things. I don’t like things.
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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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I had to stop hoping so much that a ship would rescue me. I should not count on outside help. Survival had to start with me.
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Afterwards, when it’s all over, you meet God. What do you say to God?
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The idea of a flip book still really appeals to me. That idea of fiction and non-fiction.
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The animals might embody certain traits. We think of tigers as being ferocious, etc. But to my mind, it was the other way around: the humans embodied certain animal traits.
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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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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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I explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory.
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My greatest wish – other than salvation – was to have a book.
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Christianity is a religion in a rush. Look at the world created in seven says. Even on a symbolic lovel, that’s creation in frenzy.
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The blackness would stir and eventually go away, and God would remain, a shining point of light in my heart. I would go on loving.
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My suffering left me sad and gloomy.
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Life on a lifeboat isn’t much of a life.
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