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She avoids mirrors, and lifts a powerful telescope to find herself.

Jonathan Safran Foer

She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
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Appreciation Division Genius Infinte Sadness Separate
The French, who love their dogs, sometimes eat their horses. The Spanish, who love their horses, sometimes eat their cows. The Indians, who love their cows, sometimes eat their dogs.
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Animal Irony Time
She wanted more, more slang, more figures of speech, the bee’s knees, the cats pajamas, horse of a different color, dog-tired, she wanted to talk like she was born here, like she never came from anywhere else
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Animal Born Color Different Herself
We are lying to ourselves and to each other. Lying about what? I don’t care if we’re lying. I am a bad person. I don’t care. I don’t care what you are.
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Bad Each Other Lying Yourself
Every night before putting her to sleep, Yankel counts her ribs, as if one might have disappeared in the course of the day and become the seed and soil for some new companion to steal her away from him.
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Appearance Himself Night Sleep Steal
We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.
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Each Other Talk Way Word
It can be challenge enough to have to eat with myself.
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Challenge Eat Myself
I put my hand on the doorknob because I thought maybe her hand was on the doorknob on the other side.
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Hands Myself Side Thinking
My wife and I have chosen to bring up our children as vegetarians. In another time or place, we might have made a different decision. But the realities of our present moment compelled us to make that choice.
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Children Choice Decision Different Moments Place Present Reality Wife
Food for her is not food, it is terror, dignity, gratitude, vengeance, joyfulness, humiliation, religion, history, and, of course, love. As if the fruit she always offered us were picked from the destroyed brances of out family tree.
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Family Food Herself Offering Terror Tree
It was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn’t think about my life at all.
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Best Day Life Myself Thinking
It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us…on the inside, looking out.
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Illumination Light Myself Past Side
I am sure people tell you this constantly but if you looked up ‘incredibly beautiful’ in the dictionary there would be a picture of you.
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Dictionary People Photograph Yourself
There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.
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Bury Communication Hide Himself Hurt Myself Word
I didn’t feel empty. I wished I’d felt empty. … I wanted to be empty like an overturned pitcher. But I was full like a stone.
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Empty Feeling Myself Stone
Please be truthful, but also please be benevolent, please.
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Compassionate Truth

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