I don't believe in religion. Religion is darkness
Yann MartelNil magnum nisi bonum. No greatness without goodness.
Yann MartelFrom Matheran I mailed the notes of my failed novel. I mailed them to fictitious address.
Yann Martel... and I knew what I wanted: I would settle in a hill station and write my novel. I had visions of myself at a table on a large veranda, my notes spread out in front of me next to a steaming cup of tea. Green hills heavy with mists would lie at my feet and the shrill cries of monkeys would fill my ears. The weather would be just tight, requiring a light sweater mornings and evenings, and something short-sleeved midday. Thus set up, pen in hand, for the sake of greater truth, I would turn Portugal into a fiction. That's what fiction is about, isn't it, the selective transforming the reality? The twisting of it to bring out its essence? What need did I have to go to Portugal?
Yann MartelIf we, citizens, do not support our artists, then we sacrifice our imagination o the altar of crude reality and we end up believing in nothing and having worthless dreams.
Yann MartelThe reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity - it's envy. 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 thee passing shadow of a cloud.
Yann MartelNevertheless, an Olympic pool is an Olympic pool, touched by immortal glory.
Yann MartelBut language founders in such seas. Better to picture it in your head if you want to feel it.
Yann Martela problem of the soul, a heaviness of the heart, a darkness of the conscience
Yann MartelMamaji remembered, Father dreamed.
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