Hole. The temperature climbed.
And inverted though it is, it will hang a man nonetheless if he’s not careful.
You already are, Piscine--in your heart. Whoever meets Christ in good faith is a Christian. Here in Munnar you met Christ.
Without your sheep, you would have no livelihood, you would die. This dependency creates a sort of equality, doesn't it? Not individually, but collectively. As a group, you and your sheep are at oppos...
Which is the better story, the story with animals or the story without animals?
We came to the zebras. Mr. Kumar had never heard of such creatures, let alone seen one. He was dumbfounded.They’re called zebras, I said.Have they been painted with a brush?No, no. They look like that...
We believe what we see.So did Columbus. What do you do when you're in the dark?
This tiny habitation on wheels, with bit parts of the living room, the washroom, and the fireplace, is a pathetic admission that human life is no more than this: an attempt to feel at home while racin...
Things didn't turn out the way they were supposed to, but what can you do? You must take life the way it comes at you and make the best of it.
There's no peace like the peace of an inner courtyard on a sunny day.
The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity - it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But...
The grand march of progress apparently includes the unfortunate necessity of chopping down every obstacle in its way.
My life is like a memento mori painting from European art: there is always a grinning skull at my side to remind me of the folly of human ambition.
Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous possessive love that grabs at what it can.
Life and death live and die in exactly the same spot, the body. It is from there that both babies and cancers are born.
Kita tentunya juga diperbolehkan merasa ragu. Tapi kita mesti jalan terus. Memilih keraguan sebagai falsafah hidup sama halnya memilih kemandekan sebagai sarana transportasi.
It was only later that I realized that this voice was my own thinking, that this moment of anguish was my first inkling that I was a ceaseless monologue trapped within myself.
I said nothing. It wasn't for fear of angering Mr. Kumar. I was more afraid that in a few words thrown out he might destroy something that I loved.
I gave up trying to find out. Any knowledge I might gain was useless. I had no means of controlling where I was going - no rudder, no sails, no motor, some oars, but insufficient brawn.
I don’t mean to defend zoos. Close them all down if you want (and let ushope that what wildlife remains can survive in what is left of the natural world). I know zoos are nolonger in people’s good gra...