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And in between the two, in between the sky and the sea, were all the winds. And there were all the nights and all the moons. To be a castaway is to be a point perpetually at the centre of a circle.

Yann Martel

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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Brother Mother Sorry
Why make dirty what is beautiful, spoil what is perfect? Love.
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Beautiful Beauty Dirty
Life is a peephole, a single tiny entry onto a vastness–how can I not dwell on this brief, cramped view of things? This peephole is all I’ve got!
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Tiny Vastness Views
Afterwards, when it’s all over, you meet God. What do you say to God?
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Afrerwards God Over
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
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
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
When you’ve suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.
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Pain Sad Unbearable
The presence of God is the finest of rewards.
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Finest God Presence Rewards
He’s a shy man. Life has taught him not to show off what is most precious to him.
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Men Shy Taught
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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Happy Mannered Mind Possessed Spy
At moments of wonder, it is easy to avoid small thinking, to entertain thoughts that span the universe, that capture both thunder and tinkle, thick and thin, the near and the far.
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Moments Thinking Wonder
Hindus, in their capacity for love, are indeed hairless Christians, just as Muslims, in the way they see God in everything, are bearded Hindus, and Christians, in their devotion to God, are hat wearing Muslims.
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Christianity Devotion God Religion
Words are cold, muddy toads trying to understand sprites dancing in a field-but they’re all we have.
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Dancing Toads Trying
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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Irrational Names Numbers Understanding
I know zoos are no longer in people’s good graces. Religion faces the same problem. Certain illusions about freedom plague them both.
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Grace People Zoos

And in between the two, in between the sky and the sea, were all the winds. And there were all the nights and all the moons. To be a castaway is to be a point perpetually at the centre of a circle.

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