I can’t live for more than four years outside of Canada. I’m Canadian, so ultimately that is my reference point.
YANN MARTELIn a healthy individual, a broken bone that has healed properly is strongest where it was once broken. You have not lost any life, Henry told himself. You will still get your fair share of years. Yet the quality of his life changed.
More Yann Martel Quotes
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I felt I was beating a rainbow to death
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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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I have read that there are two fears that cannot be trained out of us: the startle reaction upon hearing an unexpected noise, and vertigo.
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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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Much hostile and aggressive behaviour among animals is the expression of social insecurity.
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I ask you, is it the fig tree’s fault that it’s not the season for figs? What kind of thing is that to do to an innocent tree, wither it instantly?
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My greatest wish – other than salvation – was to have a book.
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My life is like a memento mori painting from European art: there is always a grinning skull at my side to remind me of the folly of human ambition.
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Life is an interpretation of a series of facts, and that interpretation is really what life is about. So the division between non-fiction and fiction has a certain logic, but it’s a very limited one. And by and large, it isn’t helpful.
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If you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn’t love hard to believe?
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My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.
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Artists invent things as a way of telling the truth.
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Why make dirty what is beautiful, spoil what is perfect? Love.
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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.
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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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