I couldn't get Him out of my head. Still can't. I spent three solid days thinking about Him. The more He bothered me, the less I coul forget Him. And the more I learned about Him, the less I wanted to leave Him.

Yann Martel
About This Quote

This quote is from the autobiographical novel, "The Shack" by William Paul Young. It is about a man who came to understand that God was trying to communicate with him through his grieving daughter. He spent three days thinking about God and fell asleep one night with the picture of His face in his mind. Then, he couldn't get Him out of his head.

He spent another three days thinking about Him and realized that He was still there, but he had stopped remembering Him. So he asked God how he could remember Him again and God said, "Make two lists." He made one list of all the things that bothered him about his life (his wife, his job, etc.). And the other list was of all the things that He said would happen to him if he kept listening to Him.

And then he made a decision: "I'm not going to listen to you anymore, because you hurt me too much."

Source: Life Of Pi

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