Life of Pi

“If there’s only one nation in the sky, shouldn’t all passports be valid for it?”

How true it is that necessity is the mother of invention, how very true.

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

Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can.

Теперь несколько слов о страхе. Он – единственно настоящий враг жизни. Только страх может победить жизнь. Он – хитроумный, коварный противник, уж я-то знаю. Ему неведомы приличия, законы и традиции, он беспощаден. Страх выискивает у вас самое слабое место – и находит его точно и легко.

There are two-toed sloths and there are three-toed sloths

My suffering left me sad and gloomy

hey 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.

Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can.

The reason death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity—it’s envy.