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I woke up once in the middle of the night, and Buckminster’s paws were on my eyelids. He must have been feeling my nightmares.

Jonathan Safran Foer

But I believe that things are extremely complicated, and her looking over me was as complicated as anything could ever be. But it was also incredibly simple.
JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER

Believe Complication Myself Simplicity
The meaning of my thoughts started to float away from me, like leaves that fall from a tree into a river, I was the tree, the world was the river.
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Leave Meaning Myself River Start Thinking Tree
Sometimes people who seem good end up being not as good as you might have hoped, you know?
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Goodness Hope People Time Yourself
We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.
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Each Other Talk Way Word
Not responding is a response–we are equally responsible for what we don’t do. In the case of animal slaughter, to throw your hands in the air is to wrap your fingers around a knife handle.
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Equality Fingers Respond Responsibility Throw Yourself
Everything else happened – why not the things that could have?
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Destiny Fate Life
Cruelty depends on an understanding of cruelty, and the ability to choose against it. Or to choose to ignore it.
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Ability Choice Cruelty Ignorance Understand
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
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
The more you love someone, he came to think, the harder it is to tell them. It surprised him that strangers didn’t stop each other on the street to say I love you.
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Each Other Hard Love Myself Stranger Thinking
He was someone whom everyone admired and liked but whom nobody knew. He was like a book that you could feel good holding, that you could talk about without ever having read, that you could recommend.
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Admire Book Feeling Reading Yourself
Why are you leaving me? He wrote, I do not know how to live. I do not know either but I am trying. I do not know how to try. There were some 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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Break Up Bury Himself Leaving Live Myself Try Writing
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
While it is always possible to wake a person who’s sleeping, no amount of noise will wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.
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Asleep Person Possible Sleep Wake Willing
I do think ordinariness is, in a way, the enemy, but not ordinariness as the opposite of flamboyance.
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Enemy Myself Ordinary Thinking Way
The hardest part of writing is not to get the ideas but to remember, why it is important to get them.
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Hard Ideas Important Remember Writing

I woke up once in the middle of the night, and Buckminster’s paws were on my eyelids. He must have been feeling my nightmares.

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