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Symbolism in Life of Pi
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Symbolism in Life of Pi
“Through the “cracks” in the floor of the raft – yawning crevasses would be more accurate – I looked directly into the bottomless depths of the sea. I heard Richard Parker again. I flopped onto the raft on my stomach . . . I expected the raft to overturn at any moment. Or a shark to lunge and bite right through the life jackets and oars. Neither happened . . . Sharks came close, but did not touch.”p170-171
“I eased the raft off the lifeboat. If for some reason it did not float, I was as good as dead. It took to the water beautifully. In fact, the buoyancy of the life jackets was such that they pushed the oars and the lifebuoy right out of the water. But my heart sank. As soon as the raft touched the water, the fish scattered - except for the sharks. They remained. Three or four of them. One swam directly beneath the raft. Richard Parker growled.” p170
“distance that about rightly balanced [Pi’s] two fears: being too close to Richard Parker and being too far from the lifeboat.” p172
“expect Richard Parker to burst forth from the boat, sailing through the air, teeth and claws reaching for [Pi].” - “longer that [Pi] looked, the more unbearable was the expectation. [Richard Parker] did not appear” p172
“All about me was flatness and infinity, an endless panorama of blue . . . This raft was a joke . . . Water came through every crack . . . [The lifeboat] held on to the surface of the water like fingers gripping the edge of a cliff. It was only a matter of time before gravity pulled it down.” p177
“a part of me was glad about Richard Parker. A part of me did not want Richard Parker to die at all, because if he died I would be left alone with despair, a foe even more formidable than a tiger. If I still had the will to live, it was thanks to Richard Parker. He kept me from thinking too much about my family and my tragic circumstances. He pushed me to go on living. I hated him for it, yet at the same time I was grateful. I am grateful. It’s the plain truth: without Richard Parker, I wouldn’t be alive today to tell you my story.” p181-182