„Život je tak krásný, že ho miluje i smrt.“
Zdroj: Yann Martel na pwf.cz http://www.pwf.cz/archivy/autori/yann-martel/cz/
Yann Martel je kanadský spisovatel.
Narodil se v Španělsku, ale kvůli tomu, že jeho rodiče byli diplomaté, vyrůstal i na Aljašce, Kostarice, Mexiku a Francii. Celá jeho rodina je také literárně činná. Přestože Martel sám mluví francouzsky, píše jen v angličtině. Žije v Montrealu.
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„Život je tak krásný, že ho miluje i smrt.“
Zdroj: Yann Martel na pwf.cz http://www.pwf.cz/archivy/autori/yann-martel/cz/
„In the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go.“
Zdroj: Life of Pi
“You can get used to anything - haven't I already said that? Isn't that what all survivors say?”
Zdroj: Life of Pi
“Don't you bully me with your politeness! Love is hard to believe, ask any lover.”
Zdroj: Life of Pi (2001), Chapter 99, p. 330
Kontext: Don't you bully me with your politeness! 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?
“Can there be any happiness greater than the happiness of salvation?”
Zdroj: Life of Pi
“My suffering left me sad and gloomy.”
Zdroj: Life of Pi (2001), Chapter 1, p. 3
“It is simple and brutal: a person can get used to anything, even to killing.”
Zdroj: Life of Pi
Zdroj: Life of Pi (2001), Chapter 99, p. 336
Kontext: I know what you want. You want a story that won't surprise you. That will confirm what you already know. That won't make you see higher or further or differently. You want a flat story. An immobile story. You want dry, yeastless factuality.
“My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.”
Zdroj: Life of Pi
Zdroj: Life of Pi (2001), Chapter 74, p. 232
Kontext: Despair was a heavy blackness that let no light in or out. It was a hell beyond expression. I thank God it always passed. A school of fish appeared around the net or a knot cried out to be reknotted. Or I thought of my family, of how they were spared this terrible agony. 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.
“… for everything has a trace of the divine in it.”
Zdroj: Life of Pi