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Fiction and nonfiction are not so easily divided. Fiction may not be real, but it’s true; it goes beyond the garland of facts to get to emotional and psychological truths.

Yann Martel

My suffering left me sad and gloomy.
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Gloomy Left Suffering
I go to mass every Sunday, but love going to mosques too. Muslims pray in a beautiful way.
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Beautiful Mosques Sunday
I explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory.
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Left Memories Place
Just do it. Get it down on the page. Work hard. And then let go. Ask yourself why you want to write. You have to be clear about that.
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Go Hard Work Letting Writing
Don’t you bully me with your politeness!
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Bully People Politeness
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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Deathbed Light Self White
Fiction and nonfiction are not so easily divided. Fiction may not be real, but it’s true; it goes beyond the garland of facts to get to emotional and psychological truths.
YANN MARTEL

Emotional Fiction Real
Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud.
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Beautiful Jealous Life
Life will defend itself no matter how small it is.
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Defend Matter Small
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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Journey Saving Suffering
I wept heartily over this poor little deceased soul. It was the first sentient being I had ever killed. I was now a killer. I was now as guilty as Cain. I was sixteen years old, a harmless boy, bookish and religious, and now I had blood on my hands. It’s a terrible burden to carry. All sentient life is sacred.
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Blood Boys Religious
The presence of God is the finest of rewards.
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Finest God Presence Rewards
You bring joy and pain in equal measure. Joy because you are with me, but pain because it wont be for long.
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Joy Long Measure Pain
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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Beats Reason Risk
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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Dream Hands Mistake
It’s amazing how willpower can build walls.
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Amazing Wall Willpower

Fiction and nonfiction are not so easily divided. Fiction may not be real, but it’s true; it goes beyond the garland of facts to get to emotional and psychological truths.

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Fiction and nonfiction are not so easily divided. Fiction may not be real, but it’s true; it goes beyond the garland of facts to get to emotional and psychological truths.

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