This is a book I've been longing to read for years, everyone seems to like it - "it's an incredible story" they say, and in the author's words "it's a story that makes you believe in God".
I say, this is a story of belief. A 16-year-old boy surviving seven months on a lifeboat with a Bengal tiger. Or, if you are a nonbeliever, you can choose the alternative story, the one the boy presented at the end of the book - in several pages.
But as the boy says "If you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn't love hard to believe?"
I recommend this book to everyone, anyone who find, in times, their life is pretty unbelievable.
Words of divine consciousness: moral exaltation; lasting feelings of elevation, elation, joy; a quickening of the moral sense, which strikes one as more important than an intellectual understanding of things; an alignment of the universe along moral lines, not intellectual ones; a realization that the founding principle of existence is what we call love, which works itself out sometimes not clearly, not cleanly, not immediately, nonetheless ineluctably.