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We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.

Jonathan Safran Foer

If the thrill of hunting were in the hunt, or even in the marksmanship, a camera would do just as well.
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Camera Hunting Thrill
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
I felt shame for living in a nation of unprecedented prosperity-a nation that spends a smaller percentage of income on food than any other civilization has in human history-but in the name of affordability treats the animals it eats with cruelty so extreme it would be illegal if inflicted on a dog.
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Animal Civilization Dog Feeling Illegal Name Nation Prosperity Shame Treat
It broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can’t people say what they mean at the time?
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Heart Meaning Myself People Pieces Word
I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.
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Hold On Lose Myself
She laughed enough to migrate an entire flock of birds. That was how she said yes.
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Bird Herself Laughter Migrate
I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.
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Missing Myself Sorry Wonder
I thought for a minute, and then I got heavy, heavy boots.
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heavy Myself Thinking Time
I missed you even when I was with you. That’s been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.
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Deep Missing Myself Problem Surround
Why does watching a dog be a dog fill one with happiness?
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Animal Dog Happiness Oneself
We live in a world made up more of story than stuff. We are creatures of memory more than reminders, of love more than likes.
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Creature Live Love Memories Reminder Story World
Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly is there wasn’t someone, somewhere, laughing?
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Laughter Myself Room Small
Sadness of not knowing enough words to [express what you mean].
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Enough Expression One Liner Sadness Word
I was of the opinion that the past is past, and like all that is not now it should remain buried along the side of our memories.
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Bury Memories Opinion Ourselves Past Remain Side
People with nothing to declare carry the most.
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Carry Declare People Talk
She was with me. She did all of those things and so many more, things I would never tell anyone, and she never even loved me. Now that’s love.
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Herself Love Myself Togetherness

We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.

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