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The presence of God is the finest of rewards.

Yann Martel

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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Fiction Mean Play Reality
My suffering left me sad and gloomy.
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Gloomy Left Suffering
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.
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Father Guidance Lose Supports
My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.
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Described Feelings Hardly
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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Crazy Explore Men Sex
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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Essence Fiction Reality
Once you’ve been struck by violence, you acquire companions that never leave you entirely: Suspicion, Fear, Anxiety, Despair, Joylessness. The natural smile is taken from you and the natural pleasures you once enjoyed lose their appeal.
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Entirely Leave Natural Once Pleasing
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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Christianity Looks World
I wept like a child. It was not because I was overcome at having survived my ordeal, though I was. Nor was it the presence of my brothers and sisters, though that too was very moving.
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Brother Children Moving Presence
The reason death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity – it’s envy.
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Envy Reason Sticks
It’s amazing how willpower can build walls.
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Amazing Wall Willpower
I have a fierce will to live. Others fight a little, then lose hope. Still others – and I am one of those – never give up. We fight and fight and fight.
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Fighting Give Up Loss
I explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory.
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Left Memories Place
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 went about the job in a direct way. I took the hatchet in both my hands and vigorously beat the fish on the head with the hammerhead (I still didn’t have the stomach to use the sharp edge).
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Blue Hands Jobs Stomach Vigorously
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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Beautiful Garden Thinking

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