I thought they were helping me. I was so full of trust in them that I felt grateful as they carried me in the air. Only when they threw me overboard did I begin to have doubts.
YANN MARTELI’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.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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I chose the name Pi because it’s an irrational number (one with no discernable pattern). Yet scientists use this irrational number to come to a “rational” understanding of the universe. To me, religion is a bit like that, “irrational” yet with it we come together we come to a sound understanding of the universe.
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Mockery be damned, my urine looked delicious.
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For evil in the open is but evil from within that has been let out.
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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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Don’t you bully me with your politeness!
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I am reminded of a story of Lord Krishna when he was a cowherd. Every night he invites the milkmaids to dance with him in the forest. They come and they dance. The night is dark, the fire in their midst roars and crackles, the beat of the music gets ever faster.
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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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Life on a lifeboat isn’t much of a life. It is like an end game in chess, a game with few pieces. The elements couldn’t be more simple, nor the stakes higher.
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To lose a brother is to lose someone with whom you can share the experience of growing old, who is supposed to bring you a sister-in-law and nieces and nephews, creatures who people the tree of your life and give it new branches.
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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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A realization that the founding principle of existence is what we call love, which works itself out sometimes not clearly, not cleanly, not immediately, nonetheless ineluctably.
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Music is a bird’s answer to the noise and heaviness of words. It puts the mind in a state of exhilarated speechlessness.
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A movie will do in one second, with one image, what it will take a novelist at least a page to describe.
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Can there be any happiness greater than the happiness of salvation?
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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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My greatest wish – other than salvation – was to have a book.
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How true is that necessity is the mother of invention, how very true.
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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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Their faces go red, their chests heave mightily, they sputter angry words. The degree of their indignation is astonishing. Their resolve is frightening.
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We commonly say in the trade that the most dangerous animal in a zoo is Man.
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Any writer will be happy and good only if they know what they’re doing and why they’re doing it.
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Art is a gift: you create and then you give away. How readers receive that gift is their business. If they hate it, that’s their response to it. Others respond by liking it. Either way, that is their interaction with the book, which is no longer mine.
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If you don’t have dreams, how do you maneuver reality? Where do you get the ideas to change reality if not from dreams?
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If you write genre fiction, you follow the rules, and you have to follow them because readers expect that.
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Life and death live and die in exactly the same spot, the body. It is from there that both babies and cancers are born.
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Words are cold, muddy toads trying to understand sprites dancing in a field-but they’re all we have.
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