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.
Yann MartelOncoming death is terrible enough, but worse still is oncoming death with time to spare, time in which all the happiness that was yours and all the happiness that might have been yours becomes clear to you. You see with utter lucidity all that you are losing.
Yann MartelYou might think I lost all hope at that point. I did. And as a result I perked up and felt much better.
Yann MartelFaith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love—but sometimes it was so hard to love. Sometimes my heart was sinking so fast with anger, desolation and weariness, I was afraid it would sink to the very bottom of the Pacific and I would not be able to lift it back up.
Yann Martel