I go to mass every Sunday, but love going to mosques too. Muslims pray in a beautiful way.
YANN MARTELI explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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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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I have nothing to say of my working life, only that a tie is a noose, and inverted though it is, it will hang a man nonetheless if he’s not careful.
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One moment you are feeling calm, self-possessed, happy. Then fear, disguised in the garb of mild-mannered doubt, slips into your mind like a spy.
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We commonly say in the trade that the most dangerous animal in a zoo is Man.
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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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I have a story that will make you believe in God.
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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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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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You must take life the way it comes at you and make the best of it.
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Afterwards, when it’s all over, you meet God. What do you say to God?
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Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart.
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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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I ask you, is it the fig tree’s fault that it’s not the season for figs? What kind of thing is that to do to an innocent tree, wither it instantly?
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First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the first.
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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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