War subjects itself to transportation in a way that we find acceptable.
YANN MARTELAnd 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.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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Why make dirty what is beautiful, spoil what is perfect? Love.
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I can’t live for more than four years outside of Canada. I’m Canadian, so ultimately that is my reference point.
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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 go to mass every Sunday, but love going to mosques too. Muslims pray in a beautiful way.
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I would have like PI to be a Jew, too, to practice Judaism, but there are two religions that are explicitly incompatible: Christianity and Judaism. Where one begins, the other ends, according to Christians, and where one endures, the other strays, according to Jews.
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We don’t want any invention. We want the ‘straight facts,’ as you say in English.” Isn’t telling about something–using words, English or Japanese–already something of an invention? Isn’t just looking upon this world already something of an invention?
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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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The idea of a flip book still really appeals to me. That idea of fiction and non-fiction.
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If you stumble about believability, what are you living for? Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. God is hard to believe, ask any believer. What is your problem with hard to believe?
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Life will defend itself no matter how small it is.
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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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The worst pair of opposites is boredom and terror. Sometimes your life is a pendulum swing from one to the other.
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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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I did not count the days or the weeks or the months. Time is an illusion that only makes us pant. I survived because I forgot even the very notion of time.
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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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