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.
YANN MARTELIt’s amazing how willpower can build walls.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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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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I find that movies tend to fix the aesthetics of a story in people’s minds.
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I felt I was beating a rainbow to death
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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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If you write genre fiction, you follow the rules, and you have to follow them because readers expect that.
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Life will defend itself no matter how small it is.
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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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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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I wept heartily over this poor little deceased soul. It was the first sentient being I had ever killed. I was now a killer. I was now as guilty as Cain. I was sixteen years old, a harmless boy, bookish and religious, and now I had blood on my hands. It’s a terrible burden to carry. All sentient life is sacred.
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Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love – but sometimes it was so hard to love.
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You bring joy and pain in equal measure. Joy because you are with me, but pain because it wont be for long.
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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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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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We always see the Holocaust in terms of black-and-white images, barking Germans, cowering Jews.
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Mockery be damned, my urine looked delicious.
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