To her, writing is making stock and reading is sipping broth, but only the spoken word is the full roasted chicken.
– Yann Martel
Related Quotes:
- The holy word is story, and story is the holy word. – Yann Martel
- I must say a word about fear. It is life’s only true opponent. – Yann Martel
- Life has been dark but full of light; sad, but full of joy; disappointing, but full of hope; needy but full of plenty, sick but full of health. – Reverend Ada Slaton Bonds
- Chicken is Good! It tastes like chicken. – Jean Craighead George
- Just as music is noise that makes sense, a painting is colour that makes sense, so a story is life that makes sense. – Yann Martel
- I knew very little about the religion. [Christianity] It had a reputation for few gods and great violence. But good schools. – Yann Martel
- Like punk rock, like Jackson Pollock, like Jack Kerouac, it was truly human, a mix of perfect beauty and cathartic error. – Yann Martel
- Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. God is hard to believe, ask any believer. – Yann Martel
- Just as music is noise that makes sense, a painting is color that makes sense, so a story is life that makes sense. – Yann Martel
- I suppose in the end the whole of life becomes an act of letting go. But what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye. – Yann Martel
- We are random animals. That is who we are, and we have only ourselves, nothing more–there is no greater relationship. – Yann Martel
- When you’ve suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling. – Yann Martel
- Time and sunshine healed a sore, but the process was slow, and new boils appeared if I didn’t stay dry. – Yann Martel
- My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described. – Yann Martel
- Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can get. – Yann Martel
- Only death consistently excites your emotions, whether contemplating when life is safe and stale, or fleeing it when life is threatened and precious – Yann Martel
- There are animals we haven’t stopped by. Don’t think they’re harmless. Life will defend itself no matter how small it is. – Yann Martel
- My developing sense was that the foundation of a story is an emotional foundation. If a story does not work emotionally, it does not work at all. – Yann Martel
- The obsession with putting ourselves at the centre of everything is the bane not only of theologians but also of zoologists. – Yann Martel
- Despair was a heavy blackness that let no light in or out. It was a hell beyond expression. – Yann Martel
- As for hearing, the sloth is not so much deaf as uninterested in sound. – Yann Martel
- The indifference of the many, combined with the active hatred of the few, has sealed the fate of animals. – Yann Martel
- In my youth, it was my good luck to have a few good teachers, men and women, who came into my head and lit a match. – Yann Martel
- When your own life is threatened, your sense of empathy is blunted by a terrible, selfish hunger for survival. – Yann Martel
- All living things contain a measure of madness that moves them in strange, sometimes inexplicable ways. – Yann Martel
- All living things contain a measure of madness that moves them in a strange, sometimes inexplicable ways. – Yann Martel
- In the textbook of revelation, the Bible, God has spoken verbally; and this spoken word has survived every scratch of the human pen. – Billy Graham
- Listening to Led Zeppelin’s Heartbreaker while reading your own book, sipping a beer after midnight, is a satisfying feeling…however fleeting. – Jonathan Heatt
- You’re never as good a writer as you think you are, and you’re never as bad. Just keep reading and writing, writing, writing. – Don Roff
- The art of writing involves making as many cups of tea as you can in the time available for writing. Then adding extra time for writing… – Alan Dapre
- Earlier today I had sex with a monkey and then roasted and ate it with a glass of choir boys’ piss. I like to get in the mood. – Peter Milligan
- Therm-bombs! Drop ’em right on us! I been roasted before-”it’s nothing! – Henry V ONeil
- The quail was tender, the potatoes smothered in ????er, and the beans roasted in garlic. – Brian McClellan
- The night I was born, my great uncle Moanea, the village forester, shot a wolf. The villagers roasted it in the fire and fed the meat to the dogs. – Teodor Flonta
- He was highly spoken of, everybody knew; but nobody knew who had spoken highly of him-¦ – Mrs Oliphant
- The spoken word is ephemeral. The written word, eternal. A symphony, timeless. – AE Samaan
- Safe?- Her voice was small, timid and delicate. But beautiful. The one word chimed like little bells. Her first word spoken to me. – Patricia Lynne
- O Lord, Thy Word, heals my wounds.O Lord, Thy Word, gives me hope. O Lord, Thy Word, strengthens my spirit.O Lord, Thy Word, revive my soul. – Lailah Gifty Akita
- Somewhere there must be women reading books,and talking of chicken rissoles to their cooks -¦(from,-˜Somewhere in England’) – Virginia Graham
- The chicken is only an egg’s way for making another egg. – Richard Dawkins