The High Mountains of Portugal - Bilingual quotes that celebrate the beauty of language, showcasing meaningful expressions in two unique perspectives.

The High Mountains of Portugal - Bilingual quotes that celebrate the beauty of language, showcasing meaningful expressions in two unique perspectives.

"The High Mountains of Portugal" is a novel by Yann Martel that intertwines the stories of three different characters across time, all linked by the themes of loss, love, and the search for meaning. The narrative begins in the early 20th century with a Pathologist named Teodoro who becomes fascinated with a mystical artifact. His journey leads him to the mountains of Portugal, where he faces existential questions and grapples with his grief after a personal tragedy.

The second part of the book shifts to the 1930s, featuring a woman named Florence and her romantic entanglement with a man who is also dealing with loss. Through her story, Martel explores the concept of faith and the connection between humans and the divine, set against the backdrop of the country's breathtaking landscapes.

The final segment takes place in the 1980s, focusing on a man named Eusebio who embarks on a road trip with a strange encounter. This part of the story delves into the themes of identity and belonging, culminating in an exploration of how the past impacts the present. Overall, the novel presents a rich tapestry of human experience intertwined with philosophical reflections and the beauty of Portugal's mountains.

No records found.
More »

Popular quotes

Small towns are like metronomes; with the slightest flick, the beat changes.
by Mitch Albom
Look, if you say that science will eventually prove there is no God, on that I must differ. No matter how small they take it back, to a tadpole, to an atom, there is always something they can't explain, something that created it all at the end of the search. And no matter how far they try to go the other way – to extend life, play around with the genes, clone this, clone that, live to one hundred and fifty – at some point, life is over. And then what happens? When the life comes to an end? I shrugged. You see? He leaned back. He smiled. When you come to the end, that's where God begins.
by Mitch Albom
You say you should have died instead of me. But during my time on earth, people died instead of me, too. It happens every day. When lightning strikes a minute after you are gone, or an airplane crashes that you might have been on. When your colleague falls ill and you do not. We think such things are random. But there is a balance to it all. One withers, another grows. Birth and death are part of a whole.
by Mitch Albom
My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?
by David Mitchell
A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.
by David Mitchell
Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.
by David Mitchell
The pollenless trees were genomed to repel bugs and birds; the stagnant air reeked of insecticide.
by David Mitchell
Travel far enough, you meet yourself.
by David Mitchell
People pontificate, "Suicide is selfishness." Career churchmen like Pater go a step further and call in a cowardly assault on the living. Oafs argue this specious line for varying reason: to evade fingers of blame, to impress one's audience with one's mental fiber, to vent anger, or just because one lacks the necessary suffering to sympathize. Cowardice is nothing to do with it - suicide takes considerable courage. Japanese have the right idea. No, what's selfish is to demand another to endure an intolerable existence, just to spare families, friends, and enemies a bit of soul-searching.
by David Mitchell
The nun said, I can forgive the language. I'm not sure I can forgive your making an obscene gesture at your mother. Ya gotta know her, Holland said. If you knew her, you'd give her the finger, too.
by John Sandford