Quote #4

[Pi:] "Tears flowing down my cheeks, I egged myself on until I heard a cracking sound and I no longer felt any life fighting in my hands. I pulled back the folds of the blanket. The flying fish was dead. It was split open and bloody on one side of its head, at the level of the gills.

I wept heartily over this poor little deceased soul. It was the first sentient being I had ever killed. I was now a killer. I was now as guilty as Cain. I was sixteen years old, a harmless boy, bookish and religious, and now I had blood on my hands. Its a terrible burden to carry. All sentient life is sacred. I never forget to include this fish in my prayers. "(Ch 61)


Why does Pi have such a struggle with killing the flying fish? How is Pi changing?