Yann Martel

Yann
Martel
1963

Spanish-born Canadian Author of Novel "Life of Pi"

Author Quotes

My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.

Now comes the difficult part: you must provoke the animal that is afflicting you. Tiger, rhinoceros, ostrich, wild boar, brown bear- no matter the beast, you must get its goat.

People migrate because of worsening anxiety, because they sense no matter how ugly worked hard will the outcome of their work gives them, and that in the year Mayamrunh may destroy others in the day. Because of the feeling that the future is locked, they said masterminded and guardians will not be able to run the affairs of their children. Because of the feeling that nothing will change, and that the happiness and prosperity are possible only in another place.

Roetown, of mixed economy, neither boom nor bust, just ordinary times ? that is, hard ? had a slightly run-down aspect, I suppose. But in a pleasing way, like a man you love who has buttoned his coat up wrong.

Survival starts by paying attention to what is close at hand and immediate . To look out with idle hope is tantamount to dreaming one's life away

The holy word is story, and story is the holy word.

The precept that location is key to the success of a business applies to art, and even to life itself: we thrive or wither depending on how nourishing our environment is.

Then normal sank.

These people walk by a widow deformed by leprosy...walk by children dressed in rags living in the street, and they think, 'Business as usual.' But if they perceive a slight against God, it is a different story. Their faces go red, their chests heave mightily, they sputter angry words. The degree of their indignation is astonishing. Their resolve is frightening.

To be drunk on alcohol is disgraceful, but to be drunk on water is noble and ecstatic.

We are cynical about our own species, but less so about animals, especially wild ones. We might not shelter them from habitat destruction, but we do tend to shelter them from excessive irony.

It's not atheists who get stuck in my caw, but agnostics. Doubt is useful for a while. We all must pass through the garden of Gethsemane. If Christ played with doubt, so must we... But we must move on. To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as means of transportation.

Love is a house with an unshakable foundation and an indestructible roof.

My fingers, which a second before had been taste buds savoring the food a little ahead of my mouth, became dirty under his gaze. They froze like criminals caught in the act. I didn?t dare lick them. I wiped them guiltily on my napkin. He had no idea how deeply those words wounded me. They were like nails being driven into my flesh. I picked up the knife and fork. I had hardly ever used such instruments. My hands trembled. My sambar lost its taste.

Now he realized that this matter of faith was either radically to be taken seriously or radically not to be taken seriously.

People move because of the wear and tear of anxiety. Because of the gnawing feeling that no matter how hard they work their efforts will yield nothing, that what they build up in one year will be torn down in one day by others. Because of the impression that the future is blocked up, that they might do alright but not their children. Because of the feeling that nothing will change, that happiness and prosperity are possible only somewhere else.

Says the slave-driver of the cast system, huffed the imam. Hindus enslave people and worship dressed-up dolls.

That bungled goodbye hurts me to this day.

The indifference of the many, combined with the active hatred of the few, has sealed the fate of animals.

The presence of God is the finest of rewards.

Then Richard Parker, companion of my torment, awful, fierce thing that kept me alive, moved forward and disappeared forever from my life.

They are golden calf lovers. They kneel before the cows, the priest chimed in.

To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation

We are of course also allowed to doubt. But we must go on. Choose doubt as a philosophy of life as well as a means of transport chosen stagnation.

It's not right that gentleness meet horror.

First Name
Yann
Last Name
Martel
Birth Date
1963
Bio

Spanish-born Canadian Author of Novel "Life of Pi"