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460 pages, Paperback
First published September 11, 2001
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Everyone's heard of them. The Libraries are full of them. But are they worth it?
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If Christ spent an anguished night in prayer, if He burst out from the Cross, 'My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?' then surely we are also permitted doubt. But we must move on. To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.And then...you get to the tiger part!
Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart.Note:
To me, it was paradise on earth. I have nothing but the fondest memories of growing up in a zoo. I lived the life of a prince. What maharaja’s son had such vast, luxuriant grounds to play about? What palace had such a menagerie? My alarm clock during my childhood was a pride of lions.
In the near distance I saw trees. I did not react. I was certain it was an illusion that a few blinks would make disappear.
The trees remained. In fact, they grew to be a forest. They were part of a low-lying island. I pushed myself up. I continued to disbelieve my eyes. But it was a thrill to be deluded in such a high-quality way. The trees were beautiful. They were like none I had ever seen before. They had a pale bark, and equally distributed branches that carried an amazing profusion of leaves. These leaves were brilliantly green, a green so bright and emerald that, next to it, vegetation during the monsoons was drab olive.
أستطيع أن أتخيل آخر كلمة يرددها الملحد
إنه أبيض .. أبيض..إنه ال.. ال حب ...ياإلهي
تلك القفزة إلى الإيمان على سرير الموت
بينما اللاأدري ،في حال بقاءه مخلصاً لذاته العقلانية
في حال تمسكه بالواقعية الجافة
فيمكن ان يحاول تفسير الضوء الحار الذي يغمره على النحو التالي
إنه على الأرجح جفاف الأوكسيجين في ال .... د...ماغ،
وحتى الرمق الأخير يظل مفتقراً إلى الخيال
وتواقاً إلى القصة القابلة للتصديق
"I will not die. I refuse it. I will make it through this nightmare. I will beat the odds, as great as they are. I have survived so far, miraculously. Now I will turn miracle into routine. The amazing will be seen every day. I will put in all the hard work necessary. Yes, so long as God is with me, I will not die. Amen."Even if you are entirely irreligious you can still appreciate the eloquence of the writing.
The lower you are, the higher your mind will want to soar. It was natural that, bereft and desperate as I was, in the throes of unremitting suffering, I should turn to God.Right, that’s pretty much what Marx said about religion being an opiate. So, is Pi revealing (presumably unintentionally) his real reasons for believing in God? Third, in the final segment with the Japanese investigators, Pi is able to get them to “believe” his original story “with the animals” by simply asking them
So tell me, since it makes no factual difference to you and you can’t prove the question either way, which story do you prefer? Which is the better story, the story with the animals or the story without animals?Thus, the story with God is the better story … we like it more … it makes us feel better … … … QED
Mr. Okamoto: That’s an interesting question …
Mr. Chiba: The story with animals.
Mr. Okamoto: Yes. The story with animals is the better story.
Pi: Thank you. And so it goes with God.